"Where is he ?" "He was wanted in the temple." "And is he not pleased that Philo calls him 'father,' and you 'mother,' and me by my name, and that he learns to distinguish many things ?" asked the girl.
"Oh, yes of course," said the woman.

"He says you are teaching him to speak just as if he were a starling, and we are very much obliged to you." "That is not what I want," interrupted Klea.

"What I wish is that you should not punish and scold the boy, and that you should be as glad as I am when you see his poor little dormant soul slowly waking up.

If he goes on like this, the poor little fellow will be quite sharp and intelligent.

What is my name, my little one ?" "Ke-ea," stammered the child, smiling at his friend.