•With the jar of wine in both hands, Caliban stood outside the circles, but Socrates noticed him almost immediately. He gestured toward the slave and in an overloud voice said, “There is my borrowed slave. Come Caliban, fill my cup and lubricate my speech.” •Caliban stepped through the circle and filled the proffered cup. •“Now, here is a man doubly cursed and doubly blessed,” he still pointed at Caliban. •“How is that, Socrates?” someone took the challenge.