Good, Timolaus. I agree. When the time comes I shall wish for what I want. I don’t think we need even ask Adimantus if he is willing—he has one foot in the ship as it is. But Lycinus must agree.
Well, if it’s better so let us be rich. I’m not going to be envious amid your universal good-fortune.
Well, who’ll be first?
You, Adimantus; then, after you, Samippus here; then Timolaus. I’ll take about the last half-furlong before the Dipylon for my wish, even though I run through it as quickly as I can.
Well, I shan’t desert my ship even now. Indeed I’ll add to my prayer since I’m allowed. May Hermes Lord of Profit give his consent to all! May the ship and all in her be mine—cargo, merchants, women, sailors, and every sweetest treasure in the world!
You’ve forgotten something that you have on board.
You mean the boy, Samippus, the one with long hair. May he be mine too! And let her cargo of