Mikyllos Goodness, how dark it is. Where now is the handsome Megillos? Or how can any one tell here whether Simmiche is more beautiful than Phryne? All things are equal and of the same complexion, and there are no such things as degrees of beauty. Even my threadbare cloak, which always used to seem hideous to me, is now just as good as the king's purple, for they are both invisible and covered by the same darkness. Kyniskos, where may you happen to be? Kyniskos Here I am. Let us stroll on together, if agreeable to you. Mikyllos By all means. Give me your arm. Tell me, is not this much the same sort of thing as the Eleusinian mysteries-for of course you have been initiated? Kyniskos You are right. See, now, this person advancing with a torch, looking fiercely and threateningly about her. I wonder whether it is an Erinnys? Mikyllos Probably, from the look of her dress.