64 5 ARIST OPHANES.

W. “Then fetch the Spartan pestle, and be quick
about it.”

T. “This is an anxious moment.”

In a short time Hubbub returned empty-handed,
and in a great state of dismay.

W. “How now? Why haven’t you brought it?”

H. “The Spartan pestle is lost, master.”

W. “How is that, you rascal ?”

H. “They sent it to some folk somewhere Thrace-
way,! and they lost it.”

T. “And they did quite right, too. By the great
Twin-brethren, all may be. well yet!”

W. “Hubbub, take the things indoors. I will
make another pestle for myself.”

Overjoyed to see War depart, Trygeeus shouted
out, calling on all Greeks to take the opportunity of
ridding themselves of their troubles by pulling Peace
out of the cave in which she had been imprisoned.

A miscellaneous crowd of husbandmen, natives
and foreigners, dwellers in the islands and dwellers
on the mainland, answered to the call, and came
hurrying in, furnished with crowbars and ropes, and
loudly expressing their delight at accomplishing the
* rescue of Peace, best and greatest of goddesses.

“Hush!” cried Trygzeus; “make less noise, or
you'll rouse War, who is indoors there.”

Husbandmen. “Oh, we were so glad to hear your

1 Brasidas, as has been stated in the introduction, was killed at
Amphipolis in Thrace,