Melitta knew some of them: they embraced her without stopping her.
Melitta, the old slave, had taken the lovers under her protection.
He stretched out his hand to draw it from her breast, but Melitta was terrified.
Melitta opened the gate and admitted a youth splendidly apparelled, and with fair curling hair.
Melitta had fallen asleep at her post, overcome by age and weariness.
Give little Parmys a thousand kisses from me, and tell Melitta never to take her out at noon.
As each of her lovers said, "the fair Melitta was his madness," she was also called Mania.
Demetrios rapidly buckled the plaited leather straps round Melitta's slender ankles.
Mikyllos was not long in fathoming Melitta's intentions, as well as her tiny talents and capabilities.
Demetrios shrugged his shoulders, and when he turned, he perceived Melitta fleeing down the alley at full speed.