From thence they marched directly to us, and
we met in the piazza; and having saluted and told one
another our success, we went all to the prison. And
Phyllidas, calling out the keeper, said: Philip and Archias
command you to bring Amphitheus presently before them.
But he, considering the unseasonableness of the time, and
that Phyllidas, as being yet hot and out of breath, spoke
with more than ordinary concern, suspected the cheat, and
replied to Phyllidas: Pray, sir, did ever the governors send
for a prisoner at such a time before? Or ever by you?
That warrant do you bring? As he was prating thus,
Phyllidas ran him through,—a base fellow, upon whose
carcass the next day many women spat and trampled. We,
breaking open the prison door, first called out Amphitheus
by name, and then others, as every one had a mind; they,
knowing our voice, jocundly leaped out of their straw in
which they lay, with their chains upon their legs. The
others that were in the stocks held out their hands, and
begged us not to leave them behind. These being set
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free, many of the neighbors came in to us, understanding
and rejoicing for what was done. The women too, as soon
as they were acquainted with the flying report, unmindful
of the Boeotian strictness, ran out to one another, and
enquired of every one they met how things went. Those
that found their fathers or their husbands followed them;
for the tears and prayers of the modest women were a very
great incitement to all they met.
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