The jealousy of Lycas, already well known to me, was the cause of my silence, but love itself revealed to the wife the designs which Lycas had upon me.

At our first opportunity of exchanging confidences, she revealed to me what she had discovered and I candidly confessed, telling her of the coldness with which I had always met his advances.

The far-sighted woman remarked that it would be necessary for us to use our wits.

It turned out that her advice was sound, for I soon found out that complacency to the one meant possession of the other.
Giton, in the meantime, was recruiting his exhausted strength, and Tryphaena turned her attention to me, but, meeting with a repulse, she flounced out in a rage.

The next thing this burning harlot did was to discover my commerce with both husband and wife.