For sure, some person, I know not who, seems to be talking near to me. But who’s this I see? Really, ’tis the father of Mnesilochus. NICOBULUS Hah! I see a partner in affliction. Save you, Philoxenus! PHILOXENUS And you; whence are you betaking yourself? NICOBULUS From a place whence comes a wretched and a luckless mortal. PHILOXENUS Why, troth, I’m surely on the earth, the spot where it befits a wretched and a luckless mortal to be. NICOBULUS We now, as we are of like age, are meeting with similar fortunes. PHILOXENUS So it is. But as to yourself, what’s the matter with you? NICOBULUS I’ faith, mine’s the same mishap as your own. PHILOXENUS Does this misfortune in any way relate to your son? NICOBULUS Such is the fact. PHILOXENUS The same disease exists in my own breast.