Immortal Gods, I seem to be born again, if you are telling the truth. ERGASILUS Do you say so? Will you still entertain doubts, when I have solemnly sworn to you? In fine, Hegio, if you have little confidence in my oath, go yourself to the harbour and see. HEGIO I’m determined to do so. Do you arrange in-doors what’s requisite. Use, ask for, take from my larder what you like; I appoint you cellarman. ERGASILUS Now, by my troth, if I have not prophesied truly to you, do you comb me out with a cudgel. HEGIO I’ll find you in victuals to the end, if you are telling me the truth. ERGASILUS Whence shall it be?