““Presently, he looked at the people standing round and said, "You have leave to go." They bowed out. When the lads behind him started to follow, he reached out and caught one by the arm, saying, "No, you stay, Hephaistion." The tall boy came back with a lightening of all his face, and stood close beside him. He said to me, "The others are the Companions of the Prince; but we two are just Hephaistion and Alexander." "So it was" I said, smiling at them, "in the tent of Achilles". He nodded; it was a thought he was used to.””
