But when the greatest honours of your family were at stake, that is to say, the consulship of
your father that wise man your father was not angry with his most intimate friends for defending
and praising Sulla. He was aware that this was a principle handed down to us from our ancestors
that we were not to be hindered by our friendship for any one from warding off dangers from
others. And yet that contest was far from resembling this trial. Then, if Publius Sulla could he
put down, the consulship would be procured for your father as it was procured, it was a contest
of honour you were crying out, that you were seeking to recover what had been taken from you, in
order that, having been defeated in the Campus Martius, you might succeed in the forum. Then
those who were contending against you for Sulla's safety your greatest friends, with whom you
were not angry. On, that account, deprived you of the consulship, resisted your acquisition of
honour; and yet they did so without any rupture of your mutual friendship, without violating any
duty according to ancient precedent and the established principles of every good man.
But now what promotion of yours am I opposing? or what dignity of yours am I throwing obstacles in the way of? what is there which you can at present seek from this proceeding? Honour has been conferred on your father; the insignia of honour have descended to you. You, adorned with his spoils, come to tear the body of him whom you have slain; I am defending and protecting him who is lying prostrate and stripped of his arms. And on this you find fault with me, and are angry because I defend him. But I not only am not angry with you, but I do not even find fault with your proceeding. For I imagine that you have laid down a rule for yourself as to what you thought that you ought to do, and that you have appointed a very capable judge of your duty.