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. Char. “Tf£ you were to happen to see this Char-
mides, do you think you would know him again?”

Mes. “Know him again? Do you take me for a
fool not to know the man that I have lived with ?
And do you think that he would ‘have trusted me
with a quantity of gold—a thousand philips, noth-
ing less — unless we had known each other perfectly
well?”

Char. “ Now, if I could but swindle the swindler
A thousand philips indeed! and I would not trust
him with one brass farthing —no, not if it were a
matter of life and death! Come, Pax, a word with
you.”

Mes. “Three hundred, if you like.”

Char. “ Have you. got that money you talked of?”

Mes. “Yes, of course; a thousand gold pieces.”

Char. “ And you received it from Charmides him-
self?”

Mes. “From whom should I receive it? Not
from his father or his grandfather, who are dead, I
take it.”

Char. “Then hand over the gold to me, my. y young
friend.”

Mes. “Hand it over to you! Why?”

Char. “Because you said that I gave it you. I
am Charmides.”’

Mes. “You Charmides? Not you!”

Char. “T tell you I am Charmides.”

Mes. “It is no good, my friend; you are too

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