...h! this is truly what the oracle said. And what did you learn from the master of exercises? I learnt to take a false oath without a smile, when I had stolen something. Oh! Phoebus Apollo, god of Lycia ! I am undone! And when you had become a man, what trade did you follow? I sold sausages and did a bit of fornication. Oh! my god! I am a lost man! Ah! still one slender hope remains. Tell me, was...