Socrates: Beloved Phaedrus, where to and where from?
Phaedrus: From Lysias, Socrates, son of Cephalus, and I am going for a walk outside the wall. For I spent a long time there, sitting since early morning. Persuaded by your fellow and mine, Acumenus, I take my walk down the paths. He says they remedy weariness better than the racetracks.
Socrates: Beautifully said, fellow. But it seems Lysias was in town.
Phaedrus: Yes, at Epicrates', the house of Morychos near the Olympian temple.
Socrates: So then, what was the spending? Or is it clear that Lysias was feasting you with speeches?
Phaedrus: You will learn, if you have the leisure (schole) to hear, as you go.
Socrates: What? Don’t you think I make it, as Pindar says, “a matter higher even than business (a-scholias)”, to hear about your and Lysias' spending?
Phaedrus: Then lead.
Socrates: And speak.
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