Do you mean the burning-glass? Strepsiades. I do. Come what would you say, pray, if I were to take this, when the clerk was entering the suit, and were to stand at a distance, in the direction of the sun, thus, and melt out the letters of my suit? Socrates. Cleverly done, by the Graces! Strepsiades. Oh! How I am delighted, that a suit of five talents has been cancelled! Socrates. Come now, quickly seize upon this. Strepsiades. What? Socrates. How, when engaged in a lawsuit, you could overturn the suit, when you were about to be cast, because you had no witnesses. Strepsiades. Most readily and easily. Socrates. Tell me, pray. Strepsiades. Well now, I’ll tell you. If, while one suit was still pending, before mine was called on, I were to run away and hang myself. Socrates. You talk nonsense. Strepsiades. By the gods, would I! For no one will bring action against me when I am dead. Socrates. You talk nonsense. Begone; I can’t teach you any longer. Strepsiades. Why so? Yea, by the gods, O Socrates! Socrates. You straightaway forget whatever you learn. For what now was the first thing you were taught? Tell me. Strepsiades. Come, let me see: nay, what was the first? What was the fist? Nay, what was the thing in which we knead our flour? Ah me! What was it? Socrates. Will you not pack off to the devil, you most forgetful and most stupid old man? Strepsiades. Ah me, what then, pray will become of me, wretched man? For I shall be utterly undone, if I do not learn to ply the tongue. Come, O ye Clouds, give me some good advice. Chorus. We, old man, advise you, if you have a son grown up, to send him to learn in your stead. Strepsiades. Well, I have a fine, handsome son, but he is not willing to learn. What must I do? Chorus. But do you permit him? Strepsiades. Yes, for he is robust in body, and in good health, and is come of the high-plumed dames of Coesyra. I will go for him, and if he be not willing, I will certainly drive him from my house. To Socrates. Go in and wait for me a short time. Exit. Chorus. Do you perceive that you are soon to obtain the greatest benefits through us alone of the gods? For this man is ready to do everything that you bid him. But you, while the man is astounded and evidently elated, having perceived it, will quickly fleece him to the best of your power. 
 Exit Socrates. For matters of this sort are somehow accustomed to turn the other way. Enter Strepsiades and Phidippides. Strepsiades. By Mist, you certainly shall not stay here any longer! But go and gnaw the columns of Megacles. Phidippides. My good sir, what is the matter with you, O father? You are not in your senses, by Olympian Jupiter! Strepsiades. See, see, Olympian Jupiter! What folly! To think of your believing in Jupiter, as old as you are! Phidippides. Why, pray, did you laugh at this? Strepsiades. Reflecting that you are a child, and have antiquated notions. Yet, however, approach, that you may know more; and I will tell you a thing, by learning which you will be a man. But see that you do not teach this to any one. Phidippides. Well, what is it?