CLEANTHIS, SOSIE
SOSIE What do you say, Cleanthis, to these cheerful looks, after his terrible rage?
CLEANTHIS That we should all do well to send all men to the devil; the best of them is not worth much.
SOSIE You say that because you are in a passion; but you are too fond of men; upon my word, you would all look as black as thunder if the devil were to take them all away.
CLEANTHIS Really . . .
SOSIE Here they come. Hush.