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The original text contains minor foxing and a small stain in the second paragraph. The text features 18th-century Greek ligatures and some typographical errors, such as lambda instead of tau in certain words.
And Astyages said: But your father, he said, child, does he not get drunk when he drinks? No, by Zeus, he said. But how does he act? He stops when thirsty, and suffers no other evil. For I do not think, he said, grandfather, that Sacas pours wine for him. And his mother said: But why in the world, child, do you fight so much with Sacas? And Cyrus said: Because, by Zeus, I hate him; for often, when I desire to run to my grandfather, this most filthy man stops me. But I beg you, he said, grandfather, give me three days to be his master. And Astyages said: And how would you be his master? And Cyrus said: Standing, as this man does, at the entrance, then whenever he wanted to enter for lunch, I would say that it is not yet possible to meet the king. For he is busy with some people. Then whenever he comes for dinner, I would say that he is bathing.