own
hair, his eyebrows and lashes were darkly dyed, his cheeks daubed with
red and white paint, which gave his countenance a fixed expression, as
if he had been stricken in the very act of smiling. On his curls he wore
a wreath of rare flowers in long racemes. An abundance of red and white
roses stuck out from the front folds of his ample toga, and were held
in their place by gold brooches, sparkling with precious stones of large
size. The hems of his mantle were all edged with rose-buds, and each
was fastened in with an emerald that shone like some bright insect. The
young men who supported him seemed like a portion of himself; he took
no more heed of them than if they had been crutches, and they needed not
command to tell them where he wished to go, where to stand still, and
where to rest.

At a distance his face was like that of a youth, but seen close it
looked like a painted plaster mask, with regular features and large
movable eyes.

Favorinus, the sophist, had said of him that one might cry over his
handsome locomotive corpse, if one were not obliged to laugh at it,
and it was said that he had himself declared that he would force his
faithless youth to remain with him. The Alexandrians called him the
Adonis with six legs, on account of the lads who supported him, and
without whom no one ever saw him and who always accompanied him when he
went out. The first time he heard this nickname he remarked: "They had
better have called me sixhanded;" and in fact he had a thoroughly
good heart, he was liberal and benevolent, took fatherly care of his
work-people, treated his slaves well, enriched those whom he set free,
and from time to time distributed large sums among the people in money
and in grain.

Arsinoe looked compassionately on the poor old man who could not buy
back his youth with all his money and all his art.

In the supercilious man who at once came up to Plutarch she recognized
the art-dealer Gabinius to whom her father had shown the door,
on account of the mosaic picture in their sitting-room, but their
conversation was interrupted, for the distribution of the women's part
for the group of Alexander's entry into Babylon, was now about to take
place; about fifty girls and young women were sent away from the stage
and went down into the orchestra. The Exegetes, the highest official in
the town, now came forward and took a new list out of the hand of Papias
the sculptor. After rapidly casting an eye on thi