HERMES. Would you do a friend a service?
CARIO. Willingly, if I can.
HERMES. Give me some well-baked bread and a big hunk of the victims they
are sacrificing in your house.
CARIO. That would be stealing.
HERMES. Do you forget, then, how I used to take care he knew nothing
about it when you were stealing something from your master?
CARIO. Because I used to share it with you, you rogue; some cake or other
always came your way.