Magic wheel, draw that man to my house. Tomorrow I will crush a lizard and bring him a deadly drink. But now, Thestylis, take these herbs and smear them secretly on the top of his lintel while it is still night, and spit, and say: "I knead the bones of Delphis."

The spell turns dark. Tomorrow she will crush a lizard and bring Delphis a ποτὸν κακόν; Cholmeley reads it as "a deadly draught" and hears despair in it: if he will not come, she will make an end of him. His addenda gather notes on the lizard in folk medicine and magic. Tonight Thestylis is to smear θρόνα, magic herbs, on Delphis' lintel, secretly, as Cholmeley explains ὑπομάσσω. Doorways were a place for curses: Plato mentions wax figures left at doors, at crossroads and at tombs (Laws 933b). She is to spit as she speaks, to turn the evil of the spell away from herself. Most manuscripts add a line here, "I am bound to him in my heart, but he takes no account of me," which Cholmeley judged ungrammatical and left out, so the text goes from line 60 to line 62. In line 60 he prints Buecheler's "while it is still night" for the manuscripts' "even now."