Apollonius to Ptolemaeus his father greeting. I swear by Sarapis that if I had not a little compunction, you would never have seen my face again; for you utter nothing but lies and your gods likewise, for they have plunged us into a deep mire in which we may die, and when you have a vision that we are to be rescued, then we sink outright. Know that the runaway will try to prevent us remaining in the place; for because of us he has suffered a loss of 15 talents. The strategos is coming up tomorrow to the Serapeum and will spend two days in the Anubieum drinking. Never again can I hold up my head in Tricomia for shame that we have given ourselves away and been deluded, misled by the gods and trusting in dreams. Farewell.
{Addressed} To Ptolemaeus greeting.
{Added at the side} A reply to the soothsayers.
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