Fellow-soldiers, do not wonder that I am
 distressed at the present situation. For
 Cyrus became my friend and not only
 honoured me, an exile from my fatherland, in various ways, but
 gave me ten thousand darics. And I, receiving this money, did
 not lay it up for my own personal use or squander it in
 pleasure, but I proceeded to expend it on you. First I went to war with the
 Thracians, and for the sake of Greece I inflicted punishment upon them with
 your aid, driving them out of the Chersonese when they wanted to deprive the
 Greeks who dwelt there of their land. Then when
 Cyru s’ summons came, I took you with me
 and set out, in order that, if he had need of me, I might give
 him aid in return for the benefits I had received from
 him. But you now do not wish to continue
 the march with me; so it seems that I must either desert you and
 continue to enjoy Cyru s’ friendship, or
 prove false to him and remain with you. Whether I shall be doing
 what is right, I know not, but at any rate I shall choose you
 and with you shall suffer whatever I must. And never shall any
 man say that I, after leading Greeks into the land of the
 barbarians, betrayed the Greeks and chose the friendship of the
 barbarians; nay, since you do not care to obey
 me, I shall follow with you and suffer whatever I must. For I
 consider that you are to me both fatherland and friends and
 allies; with you I think I shall be honoured wherever I may be,
 bereft of you I do not think I shall be able either to aid a
 friend or to ward off a foe. Be sure, therefore, that wherever
 you go, I shall go also. Such were his words. And the
 soldiers—not only his own men, but the rest also—when they heard
 that he said he would not go on to the King’s capital, commended
 him; and more than two thousand of the troops under Xenias and
 Pasion took their arms and their baggage train and encamped with
 Clearchus.