The Ethiop was profuse in his thanks.
"And whose slave are you ?" demanded Agias, well pleased to be out of the adventure.
"I'm Sesostris, servant of Pratinas the Greek." Agias pricked up his ears.

"And you live--" "In the top story of this tenement;" and Sesostris tried to pick up the hamper.
"Oh!" laughed his rescuer, "you must let me save you that trouble.

I will carry up the basket.

Your master is a brute to pile on such loads." Sesostris again fawned his gratitude, and Agias, with quickened wits and eyes alert, toiled up the dark stairway, and found himself at the top of the building.

He had "entered the enemy's country." The Ethiop might not have been open to bribes, but he might be unlocked through friendship, and Agias never needed all his senses more than now.