Accordingly, since I heard the name applied to
 Ischomachus by men, women, citizens and strangers
 alike, I decided to meet him, if I could. So, happening one day to
 see him sitting in the cloister of the temple of
 Zeus Eleutherius apparently at leisure, I
 approached, and sitting down at his side, said:
 Why sitting still,
 Ischomachus? You are not much in the habit of doing
 nothing; for generally when I see you in the
 market-place you are either busy or at least not
 wholly idle.