CLISTHENES. Friends, whom I copy in all things, my hairless chin sufficiently evidences how dear you are to me; I am women-mad and make myself their champion wherever I am. Just now on the market-place I heard mention of a thing that is of the greatest importance to you; I come to tell it you, to let you know it, so that you may watch carefully and be on your guard against the danger which threatens you.
CHORUS. What is it, my child? I can well call you child, for you have so smooth a skin.
CLISTHENES. 'Tis said that Euripides has sent an old man here to-day, one of his relations ...
CHORUS. With what object? What is his purpose?
CLISTHENES. ... so that he may hear your speeches and inform him of your deliberations and intentions.
CHORUS. But how would a man fail to be recognized amongst women?
CLISTHENES. Euripides singed and depilated him and disguised him as a woman.
MNESILOCHUS. This is pure invention! What man is fool enough to let himself be depilated? As for myself, I don't believe a word of it.
CLISTHENES. Are you mad? I should not have come here to tell you, if I did not know it on indisputable authority.