Marrucinius Asinius, you do not use your left hand nicely amid the jests and
wine: you make off with the napkins of the careless. Do you think this is witty?
It escapes you, fool, how coarse a thing and unbecoming it is! Don't you believe
me? Believe your brother Pollio who would willingly give a talent to divert you
from your thefts: for he is a lad skilled in pleasantries and clever talk.
Therefore, either expect three hundred hendecasyllables, or return me my napkin
which I esteem, not for its value but as a pledge of remembrance from my
comrade. For Fabullus and Veranius sent me napkins as a gift from Iberian
Saetabis; these I must love even as I do Veraniolus and Fabullus.
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