They make him fairly wild with delight by their curves when, in drawing water, you hold the jug balanced on your head.

Your slender arched foot, too, is a welcome morsel to him." The darkness prevented Bias from seeing Ledscha's features, but it was easy to perceive what was passing in her mind as, hoarse with indignation, she gasped: "How can I know the object of your accusations?
but fie upon the servant who would alienate from his own kind master what his soul desires!" Then Bias changed not only his tone of voice, but his language, and, deeply offended, poured forth a torrent of wrath in the dialect of his people: "If to guard you, and my master with you, from harm, my words had the power to put between you and Hermon the distance which separates yonder rising moon from Tennis, I would make them sound as loud as the lion's roar.

Yet perhaps you would not understand them, for you go through life as though you were deaf and blind.

Did you ever even ask yourself whether the Greek is not differently constituted from the sons of the Biamite sailors and fishermen, with whom you grew up, and to whom he is an abomination?
Yet he is no more like them than poppy juice is like pure water.

He and his companions turn life upside down.