ARISTOPHANES' FROGS
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Dionysus.
I!
Charon.
Get in.
Dionysus.
Where do you touch? The Carrion Crows,
You said?
Charon (gruffly).
The Dogs will be the place for you.
Get in.
Dionysus.
Come, Xanthias.
Charon.
I don't take slaves:
Unless he has won his freedom? Did he fight
The battle of the Cold Meat Unpreserved?
Xanthias.
Well, no; my eyes were very sore just then . . .
Charon.
Then trot round on your legs!
Xanthias.
Where shall I meet you?
Charon.
At the Cold Seat beside the Blasting Stone.
Dionysus (to Xanthias, who hesitates).
You understand?
