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“I cannot dispute this, Socrates,” said Critobulus, “but it is time for you to take me in hand, and see that I don't become a real object of pity.”
At this Socrates exclaimed, “What, don't you think it strange, Critobulus, that a little while ago, when I said I was rich, you laughed at me, as though I did not even know the meaning of riches, and would not cease until you had proved me wrong and made me own that my possessions were less than one-hundredth part of yours, and yet now you bid me take you in hand and see that you don't become in literal truth a poor man?”
