Appollonius, without listening to him—"He wished to accompany me, in order to act as an interpreter for me."
Damis—"But you replied that you understood every language, and that you divined all thoughts. Then I kissed the end of your mantle, and I walked behind you."
Apollonius—"After Ctesiphon, we entered into the land of Babylon."
Damis—"And the satrap uttered an exclamation on seeing a man so pale."
Antony, to himself—"Which signifies——?"
Apollonius—"The King received me standing near a throne of silver, in a circular hall studded with stars, and from a cupola hung, from unseen threads, four great golden birds, with both wings extended."
Antony, musing—"Are there such things on the earth?"
Damis—"That is, indeed, a city—Babylon! Everyone is rich there! The houses, painted blue, have gates of bronze, with staircases that lead down to the river."
Making a sketch with his stick on the ground:
"Like that, do you see? And then there are temples, squares, baths, aqueducts! The palaces are covered with copper! and then the interior, if you only saw it!"