guests, and she always keeps her eye on the man she's with. That's what they like about her. And when she's sleeping with anyone, she's careful not to seem either too interested or not interested enough, and concentrates on leading the man on and encouraging him to make love to her. That's another thing about her that they all appreciate. If you can only learn to behave like her, you'll make both our fortunes, for in other respects she's not a patch - but touch wood, I'll say no more. All we want is enough to live on.
CORINNA: I say, Mother, will all my clients be as nice as Eucritus, the boy I slept with last night?
CROBYLE: Not all of them. A few will be even nicer, but some will be middle-aged, and mayn't be particularly good‐ looking.
CORINNA: Shall I have to sleep with the ugly ones too?
CROBYLE: Of course you will, dear. They usually pay much better. The handsome ones seem to think it's enough to pay in kind. But you must always stick out for as much money as possible, if you want to have all the other girls pointing at you before long and saying: 'Oh look, there's Corinna, the one that's got all that money! What a blessing she's been to her mother!' Well, what do you say? Will you do it? I know you will, and you'll do it far better than any of the others. So now off you go and have a bath, in case young Eucritus pays you another visit tonight. He said he would.
Scene: A street in Athens. Ampelis, a prostitute in her late thirties, is talking to a younger one, Chrysis.
AMPELIS: But look here, Chrysis. Suppose he never got jealous or lost his temper - suppose he never knocked you about,