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THIRD WOMAN. Well! what?

MNESILOCHUS. . . . I'll make you disgorge the sesame-cake you have
eaten. [595]

CHORUS. Cease wrangling! I see a woman[596] running here in hot haste.
Keep silent, so that we may hear the better what she has to say.

CLISTHENES. Friends, whom I copy in all things, my hairless chin
sufficiently evidences how dear you are to me; I am women-mad and make
myself their champion wherever I am.
Just now on the market-place I heard
mention of a thing that is of the greatest importance to you; I come to
tell it you, to let you know it, so that you may watch carefully and be
on your guard against the danger which threatens you.

CHORUS. What is it, my child? I can well call you child, for you have so
smooth a skin.

CLISTHENES. 'Tis said that Euripides has sent an old man here to-day, one
of his relations . . .

CHORUS. With what object? What is his purpose?

CLISTHENES. . . . so that he may hear your speeches and inform him of your
deliberations and intentions.