atque ubi iam nostris lassavit bracchia plagis, Lygdamus, ad plutei fulcra sinistra latens, eruitur geniumque meum prostratus adorat.
Then, after she had tired her arms from striking me, Lygdamus, who had concealed himself on the left side at the rear of the sofa, was brought out and, falling onto his knees, begged for mercy from my protective divinity.