SIMYLUS So, you’ve come to join us at last, Polystratus, after living to be, I think, almost a hundred? POLYSTRATUS Ninety-eight, Simylus. SIMYLUS Whatever sort of life did you have for these thirty years after my death? I died when you were about seventy. POLYSTRATUS An exceedingly pleasant life, even if you will think it strange. SIMYLUS Strange indeed, if you were not only old and weak but also childless, and yet could enjoy life.