There were two friends in Syracuse: Damon and Phintius. Damon wanted to kill Dionysius, but was captured and sentenced to execution.
“Let me leave until the evening and arrange my household affairs,” Damon said to Dionysius, “Phintius will remain a hostage for me.”
Dionysius laughed at such a naive trick and agreed. Evening came, Phintias was already being led to execution. And then, making his way through the crowd, Damon arrived.
- I'm here, sorry for being late.
Dionysius exclaimed:
- You are forgiven! And I ask you to accept me as the third member of your friendship.
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