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'HO, Diomed, well met! Do you sup with Glaucus to-night? ' said a young / man of small stature, who wore his tunic in those loose and effeminate / folds which proved him to be a gentleman and a coxcomb.
'Alas, no! dear Clodius; he has not invited me,' replied Diomed, a man / of portly frame and of middle age. 'By Pollux, a scurvy trick! for they / say his suppers are the best in Pompeii'.