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f the throng. “Why, why, how he jumps!” shouted the smith, shaking with glee as, fairly convulsed with merriment, he loudly slapped his thigh. “Lycon has made Socles a deer!” cried a second voice. “He skips like a discus behind the mark!” added a third. When silence was partially restored,

the chief magistrate put Polycles’ proposal to vote. All raised their hands except Philopator.

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But when the smith, who still kept an eye on him, cleared his throat loudly and looked askance at him, Philopator’s hand also rose, though slowly and reluctantly. The chief magistrate, a white-haired old man of venerable aspect, embraced Lycon in the presence of the whole assembly and said to him in a

tone so loud and distinct that amid the deep silence it was heard in the most distant seats:

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“You are now a citizen of Methone and a guest of the Prytaneium. May you have happiness and prosperity.” 309 XIII. The next day Polycles sent by a trustworthy messenger a letter to the ship-owner in Athens who had been the demarch of Lycon’s district. The wine-dealer knew him, for the latter had v

isited Methone more than once in his ship. Ten days after the answer came, stating that if Lycon

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would pay a fine of ten minae his name would be erased from the list of citizens, thereby avoiding any legal prosecution. At this message Lycon drew a deep breath, like a man who has reached dry land after fighting a long time for his life among the waves. “The gods be praised!” he exclaimed. “Now

, for the first time, I can use my liberty as a thing which belongs to me, and which no man has

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