Have you had any ideas?
I have not one which would not disgrace the veriest ass--not a single one." "Then you know everything ?" asked Klea, "even that it is probably our father's enemy, Eulaeus, who has treacherously decoyed the poor child to go away with him ?" "Yes, Yes!" cried Serapion, "wherever there is some scoundrel's trick to be played he must have a finger in the pie, as sure as there must be meal for bread to be made.

But it is a new thing to me that on this occasion he should be Euergetes' tool.

Old Philammon told me all about it.

Just now the messenger came back from Memphis, and brought a paltry scrap of papyrus on which some wretched scribbler had written in the name of Philometer, that nothing was known of Irene at court, and complaining deeply that Asclepiodorus had not hesitated to play an underhand game with the king.

So they have no idea whatever of voluntarily releasing our child." "Then I shall proceed to do my duty," said Klea resolutely.