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Socrates: Really I am greatly indebted to you, Theodorus, for my acquaintance with Theaetetus and with the Stranger, too. Theodorus: Presently, Socrates, you will be three times as much indebted, when they have worked out the statesman and the philosopher for you. Socrates: Indeed! My dear Theodorus, can I believe my ears? Were those really the words of the great calculator and geometrician?

Theodorus: Why, what do you mean, Socrates? Socrates: When you rated sophist, statesman, and philosopher at the same value, though they are farther apart in worth than your mathematical proportion can express. Theodorus: By Ammon, our special divinity, that is a good hit, Socrates; evidently you havenÕt forgotten your mathematics, and you are quite right in, finding fault with my bad arithmetic. I will get even with you at some other time; but now, Stranger, I turn to you. Do not grow tired of being kind to us, but go on and tell us about the statesman or the philosopher,

whichever you prefer to take first. Stranger: That is the thing to do, Theodorus, since we have once begun, and we must not stop until we have finished with them. But what shall I do about Theaetetus here? Theodorus: In what respect? Stranger: Shall we give him a rest and take his schoolmate here, the young Socrates, in his place? What is your advice? Theodorus: Make the change as you suggest. They are young, and if they have a chance to rest by turns, they will bear any labor better.

Socrates: And besides, Stranger, it seems to me that they are both related to me after a fashion; one of them anyhow, as you say, looks like me in his cast of countenance, and the other has the same name and appellation, which implies some sort of kinship.