"There could be no two things in the world more utterly alien than we.

Between the woman whose door stands open, and me, there is nothing in common save our sex." "And," replied Archibius reprovingly, "many a beautiful gift which the gods bestowed upon her as well as upon you.

As for the open door, it was closed yesterday.

The thieves of whom you spoke spoiled her pleasure in granting hospitality.

Antyllus forced himself with noisy impetuosity into her house.