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As for the man who has been flung head over
ears into riches, an uncultivated, coarse-grained
fellow who still shudders at the irons, pricks up his
ear if anyone casually flicks a whip in passing, and
worships the mill as if it were the seat of the
mysteries, he is no longer endurable to those who
encounter him, but insults gentlemen and whips his
fellow-slaves, just to see if he himself can do that
sort of thing, until at length he falls in with a prostitute or takes a fancy to breed horses or gives
himself into the keeping of toadies who swear that
he is better looking than Nireus, better born than
Cecrops or Codrus, sharper witted than Odysseus
and richer than sixteen Croesuses in one; and then
in a moment, poor devil, he pours out all that was

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accumulated little by little through many perjuries,
robberies and villainies.
</p></div><div type="textpart" xml:base="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0062.tlg022.perseus-eng2" subtype="section" n="24"><p><label>HERMES</label>
Yes, that is just about the way of it. But when
you go on your own feet, how do you find the way,
since you are so blind, and how do you tell who the
people are whom Zeus sends you to because he thinks
they deserve to be rich?
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Do you suppose I find the way or tell who they
are? Good Heavens, not a bit of it! Otherwise I
would not have left Aristides in the lurch"to--go to
Hipponicus and Callias and a great many others who
do not deserve a copper.<note xml:lang="eng" n="v.2.p.353.n.1">Hipponicus was the father of Callias, and the son of another Callias, the founder of the family fortunes. There were several sinister stories current about the source of his wealth, but Lucian is probably thinking of the version given by Plutarch in the life of Aristides.</note>
<label>HERMES</label>
But what do you do when he sends you down?
</p><p><label>RICHES</label>
I wander up and down, roaming about until I come
upon someone unawares, and that man, whoever he
may be who happens on me, takes me home and
keeps me, paying homage to you, Hermes, for his
unexpected stroke of good-luck.<note xml:lang="eng" n="v.2.p.353.n.2">All windfalls were attributed to Hermes.</note>

</p></div><div type="textpart" xml:base="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0062.tlg022.perseus-eng2" subtype="section" n="25"><p><label>HERMES</label>
Then you have cheated Zeus, who thinks that you
observe his decrees and enrich those who in his
opinion deserve riches?
</p><p><label>RICHES</label>
Yes, and very properly, my friend, for although he


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knew that I was blind, he kept sending me to search
for a thing so hard to find, which long ago became
eclipsed in the world; even a Lynceus could not find
it easily, so dim and tiny is its light. So, as the
good men are few and wicked men in great numbers
fill the cities, it is easier for me to fall in with then
in my wanderings and to get into their nets.
</p><p><label>HERMES</label>
Then how is it that when you leave them you
escape easily, since you do not know the way?
</p><p><label>RICHES</label>
For some reason I become sharp of eye and swift
of foot then, but only for the time of ny escape.

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