’Whatabeautifulcup！’criedClodius，takinguponeoftransparentcrystal，thehandlesofwhichwerewroughtwithgems，andtwistedintheshapeofserpents，thefavoritefashionatPompeii。
’Thisring，’saidGlaucus，takingacostlyjewelfromthefirstjointofhisfingerandhangingitonthehandle，’givesitarichershow，andrendersitlessunworthyofthyacceptance，myClodius，onwhommaythegodsbestowhealthandfortune，longandofttocrownittothebrim！’
’Youaretoogenerous，Glaucus，’saidthegamester，handingthecuptohisslave；’butyourlovegivesitadoublevalue。’
’ThiscuptotheGraces！’saidPansa，andhethriceemptiedhiscalix。Theguestsfollowedhisexample。
’Wehaveappointednodirectortothefeast，’criedSallust。