quo diversus abis? iterum pete saxa, Menoete! cum clamore Gyas revocabat, et ecce Cloanthum respicit instantem tergo et propiora tenentem.
Whither so far off the course? Make for the rocks, Menoetes! again shouted Gyas to call him back; when lo! he sees Cloanthus hard behind and keeping the nearer course.