Pratinas was coughing and twisting, and trying to ejaculate oaths.
"My good sir," said Agias, "I am not a bloodthirsty man, otherwise I would cut your throat, and so let you forget a predicament which doubtless embarrasses you not a little.

But, since that is not to be, do not blame me if I arrange so that it will be unlikely that two such cold friends as you and myself will ever meet again.

First of all, that purse which is at your side, and which, by its weight, shows that it contains a fair night's winnings, must go with me to speed me on my way.

I have never stolen very much before.

But I believe you, sir, are an Epicurean, who teach that pleasure is the highest good, and that all things are the result of chance.