With a sardonic grin Xanthippe cut short his remarks, and, seizing Socrates by the ear, she dragged him calmly but firmly toward the rear entrance of the theatre.
As the unfortunate Clown was crossing the threshold, he turned toward the audience, who were rushing and tumbling out of the front doors, and pathetically observed:-
"The hour of departure is now come, - for you to live, for me to die; but which of us goes the better way the Divinity only knows."*
* Phaedo.
* Apology, Chap. XXXIII.
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