“What do you mean?” said Cyrus. “Did you dare to let that get out, whether I would or no?”
“Yes, by Zeus,” he answered; “for I observe that you are exceedingly anxious to go around in Persia
the cynosure of all eyes, and to parade before your father the way you have managed everything here.”
“And do not you wish to go home yourself?” asked Cyrus.
“No, by Zeus,” said Hystaspas; “and I am not going either; but I shall stay here and be general, until I have made our friend Gadatas master of the Assyrian.”