Eumolpus turned at the commotion.

"Hello, Giton," he exclaimed, "glad to see you!" Then he turned back the mattress and discovered an Ulysses who even a ravenous Cyclops might have spared; thereupon, he faced me, "You robber," said he, "what does all this mean?
You hadn't the nerve to tell me the truth even when you were caught! If the god, that umpires human affairs hadn't forced a sign from this boy as he hung there, I would be wandering from one pot-house to another, like a fool!" (But) Giton was far more tactful than I: first of all, he dressed the cut upon Eumolpus' forehead, with spider's web soaked in oil; he then exchanged the poet's torn clothing for his own cloak; this done, he embraced the old gentleman, who was already somewhat mollified, and poulticed him with kisses.

"Dearest of fathers," he cried, "we are entirely in your hands! In yours alone! If you love your Giton, do your best to save him.

Would that some cruel flame might devour me, alone, or that the wintry sea might swallow me, for I am the cause for all these crimes.

Two enemies would be reconciled if I should perish!" (Moved by our troubles, but particularly stirred by Giton's caresses, "You are fools," exclaimed Eumolpus, "you certainly are: here you are gifted with talents enough to make your fortunes and you still lead a life of misery, and every day you bring new torments upon yourselves, as the fruits of your own acts!)" ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS: Death is never far from those who seek him Esteeming nothing except what is rare Love or art never yet made anyone rich Man is hated when he declares himself an enemy to all vice Propensity of pouring one's personal troubles into another's ear Whatever we have, we despise VOLUME 4 .-- ENCOLPIUS, GITON AND EUMOLPUS ESCAPE BY SEA.