When I have told you as my fifth case the
deeds of Abauchas I will stop. This Abauchas
once came into a city of the Borysthenites, bringing with him his wife, whom he loved tenderly,
and two small children, one of them a baby at
the breast and the other a girl seven years old.
A friend of his, Gyndanes, journeyed in company
with him, and he, moreover, was suffering from a
wound he got from robbers who had waylaid
them on the road. For in fighting them he got a
thrust in the thigh, so that he could not even
stand for pain. As they were asleep at night—
they happened to be lodging in an upper story—a
great fire broke out, all means of exit were cut
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side. Thereupon Abauchas awoke, and he left
his weeping child behind and shook off his wife,
who clung to him, calling to her to save herself;
but he lifted his friend and made his way down,
and was in time to get out through part of the
house not yet entirely seized by the fire. His wife
followed, carrying the baby, and bidding the little
girl come after; but the woman was half-burnt and
let the baby fall from her arm, and barely leaped
through the flame with the little girl, who also had
a narrow escape from death.
When it was afterwards made a reproach to
Abauchas that he had deserted his wife and
children to bring Gyndanes out, he would say,
"It is an easy matter for me to have more children, and it is impossible to know whether they
will be good or not; but it would take me a long
time to find another such friend as Gyndanes,
who has given me great proof of his affection." 
These five, Mnesippos, I have chosen from
many to tell you of. And now it should be time
to decide between us whether you are to lose
your tongue or I my right hand. Who, then,
shall be our judge? Mnesippos No one, for we did not appoint any
arbiter of the discussion. But do you know what
we shall do? Since we have this time shot our
arrows without a mark, let us choose an umpire
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he who is defeated shall be punished by the loss
of his tongue if it be I, of his right hand if it be
you. Nay, this is barbarous; but since you have
shown yourself an encomiast of friendship, and I,
too, believe that mankind have no better or fairer
possession, why should not we too agree between
ourselves that we are friends now and will be forever, and acquiesce in a common victory, carrying
off the greatest prizes—instead of one tongue or
one right-hand, each gaining two and four eyes
besides, and four feet, and a double allowance of
everything? For when two or three friends join.
they form something like the painters' picture of
Geryon, a man with six hands and three heads.
It strikes me that they were three people acting
in concert as they ought to do, if they are friends. Toxaris You are right; let us do so. Mnesippos But we need no blood, Toxaris, and
no sword to cement our friendship. For this
present talk of ours and our striving for like
things will be more sure than that cup of which
you drink, since to my mind such matters need
not compulsion but good-will. Toxaris I approve. Let us be friends and
hosts from this moment, you to me here in Greece,
and I to you if you should ever come to Scythia. Mnesippos I assure you I would cheerfully go
farther yet to find such friends as your words
prove you to be, Toxaris.