And they read in huge letters:
BACCHIS
THERSIES
2 OBOLS
“It ought not to be allowed to make fun of the women like that. If I were the rhymarch, I should already have held an enquiry.”
But further on, Seso stopped before an inscription more to the point:
SESO OF CNIDOS
TIMON THE SON OF LYSIAS
1 MINA
She turned slightly pale.
“I stay,” she said.
And she leaned her back against the wall under the envious glances of the women that passed by.
A few steps further on Mousarion found an acceptable offer, if not as generous an one. Tryphera returned to the quay alone.
As the hour was advanced, the crowd had become less compact. But the three musicians were still singing and playing the flute.