Do you see two ranges, Hermes and Philosophy,
the highest and most beautiful of all mountains (the
higher is Haemus, the one opposite is Rhodope), and
a plain of great fertility outspread beneath them,
beginning at the very foothills of each? Also,
Yes, by Zeus, Heracles, the greatest and loveliest of all cities! In fact, its beauty is radiant from afar. And also, a very large river flows past it, coming quite close to it.
That is the Hebrus, and the city was built by the
famous Philip. Philippopolis.
Very well. But what is to be done now? How are we to track the beasts out?
That is up to you, Hermes; you are a crier, so be quick and do your office.
Nothing hard about that, but I do not know their names. Tell me, Philosophy, what I am to call them, and their marks of identification as well.
I myself do not know for certain what they are
called, because of my not having had anything to do
with them ever. But to judge from the craving for
Right you are.—But who are these people and why are they too looking about them? However, they are coming up and want to ask a question.
Could you tell us, gentlemen, or you, kind lady, whether you have seen three rogues together, and a woman with her hair closely clipped in the Spartan style, boyish-looking and quite masculine ?
Aha! They are looking for our quarry!
How yours? Those fellows are all fugitive slaves, and for my part I am particularly in search of the woman, whom they have kidnapped.
You will soon find out why we are in search of
them. But at present let us make a joint proclamation.
«If anyone has seen a Paphlagonian slave, one of
those barbarians from Sinope, with a name of the
kind that has ‘rich’ in it, sallow, close-cropped, As a Cynic, the man should wear his hair long; but we are informed that he has Stoic leanings (§ 31).