7
Where is the philosopher Kyniskos, who ought to have died of eating Hecate's supper and the purifiactory eggs and a raw polyp to top off with?
7
I have been standing here at your service for some time, my good Klotho. What wrong have I done that you left me on earth so long? You almost spun out your whole spindle for me. However, I tried often to cut the thread and come, but somehow or other it was not to be broken.
7
I left you to be a guardian and physician of human errors. But come aboard, and luck go with you!
7
By Heaven, no, unless we shall first have shipped the fellow in fetters, for I am afraid he will persuade you with his prayers.
8
Come, let me know who he is.
8
Megapenthes, son of Lakydes, a despot.
8
Come aboard.
8
Not for worlds, Madam Klotho. Let me go up for a little while. Then I will come to you by my own free-will at no one's summons.
8
What is the reason you want to go?
8
Give me time to finish my house. I left my dwelling behind half built.
8
Nonsense! Get in.
8
I do not ask for a long time, Fate. Let me stay just this one day, to appear to my wife and tell her something about my moneywhere I kept my great treasure hidden.
8
It is fixed. You cannot do it.
8
Then will all that gold be lost?
8
Not at all; you may be at ease about that. Your cousin Megakles will get hold of it.
8
Oh, what an affront! My enemy, whom I was too easy-going to put to death before me?
8
The same. He will survive you forty years and something over, in possession of your harem and your clothes and all your wealth.
8
It is unjust, Klotho, to assign my property to my greatest enemies.
8
I suppose, my noble sir, that you did not seize it when it belonged to Kydimachos, murdering the man himself and then slaying his children on their father's warm body?
8
But at present it was mine.
8
Well, your time of possession had run out.
