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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="edition" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0032.tlg007.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="book" n="6"><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="1"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="41"><p><said direct="true">And will you be able to give up the beautiful Panthea?</said> asked <persName>Cyrus</persName>.<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Yes, <persName>Cyrus</persName>,</said> said he; <said direct="true">for I evidently have two<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">Doctrine of the duality of the soul</note> souls. I have now worked out this doctrine of philosophy in the school of that crooked sophist, Eros. For if the soul is one, it is not both good and bad at the same time, neither can it at the same time desire the right and the wrong, nor at the same time both will and not will to do the same things; but it is obvious that there are two souls, and when the good one prevails, what is right is done; but when the bad one gains the ascendency, what is wrong is attempted. And now, since she has taken you to be her ally, it is the good soul that has gained the mastery, and that completely.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="42"><p><said direct="true">Well then,</said> answered <persName>Cyrus</persName>, <said direct="true">if you also have decided to go, this is what you must do so as to gain the more credence with them: tell them all<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">Cyrus’s final instructions to Araspas</note> about our affairs, but frame your account in such a way that your information will be the greatest possible hindrance to the success of their plans. And it would be a hindrance, if you should represent that we were making ready to invade their country at some point; for upon hearing this, they would be less likely to gather in full force, as each man would be afraid for his own possessions at home.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="43"><p><said direct="true" rend="merge">And stay with them as long as possible; for the most valuable information we can have will be in regard to what they are doing when they have come nearest to us. And advise them also to marshal themselves in whatever order seems best; for when you come away, it will be necessary for them to retain this order, even though they think you are familiar with it. For they will be slow to change it, and, if on the spur of the moment they make a change anywhere, they will be thrown into confusion.</said></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="44"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>Then Araspas withdrew; he got together the most trusted of his attendants, told some of his friends such things as he thought would contribute to the success of his scheme, and was gone. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="45"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>When Panthea learned that Araspas had gone<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">Panthea sends for Abradatas</note> away, she sent word to <persName>Cyrus</persName>, saying: <said direct="true">Do not be distressed, <persName>Cyrus</persName>, that Araspas has gone over to the enemy; for if you will allow me to send to my husband, I can guarantee you that a much more faithful friend will come to you than Araspas was. And what is more, I know that he will come to you with as many troops as he can bring. For while the father of the present king was his friend, this present king once even attempted to separate me from my husband. Inasmuch, therefore, as he considers the king an insolent scoundrel, I am sure that he would be glad to transfer his allegiance to such a man as you.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="46"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>When <persName>Cyrus</persName> heard that, he bade her send word to her husband; and she did so. And when Abradatas read the cipher message sent by his wife and was informed how matters stood otherwise, he joyfully proceeded with about a thousand horse to join <persName>Cyrus</persName>. When he came up to the Persian sentries, he sent to <persName>Cyrus</persName> to let him know who it was; and <persName>Cyrus</persName> gave orders to take him at once to his wife. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="47"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>And when Abradatas and his wife saw each other they embraced each other with joy, as was natural, considering they had not expected ever to meet again. Thereafter Panthea told of Cyrus’s piety and self-restraint and of his compassion for her.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Tell me, Panthea,</said> said Abradatas when he heard<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">Abradatas makes common cause with <persName>Cyrus</persName></note> this, <said direct="true">what can I do to pay the debt of gratitude that you and I owe to <persName>Cyrus</persName>?</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">What else, pray,</said> said Panthea, <said direct="true">than to try to be to him what he has been to you?</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="48"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>Later Abradatas went to <persName>Cyrus</persName>. When he saw him he took his right hand in his and said: <said direct="true">In return for the kindnesses you have done us, <persName>Cyrus</persName>, I do not know what more to say than that I offer myself to you to be your friend, your servant, your ally. And in whatsoever enterprise I see you engage, I shall try to co-operate with you to the very best of my ability.</said></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="49"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">And I accept your offer,</said> said <persName>Cyrus</persName>. <said direct="true">And now I will take leave of you and let you go to dinner with your wife. Some other time you will be expected to dine at my headquarters with your friends and mine.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="50"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>After this, as Abradatas observed that <persName>Cyrus</persName> was busily engaged with the scythe-bearing chariots and the mailed horses and riders, he tried to contribute from his own cavalry as many as a hundred chariots like them; and he made ready to lead them in person upon his chariot. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="51"><p>He had the harnessing of his own chariot, moreover, arranged with four poles and eight horses abreast; <del>and his wife, Panthea, with here own money had a golden corselet made for him and a helmet and armlet of gold;</del> and he had the horses of his chariot equipped with armour of solid bronze. 
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