cut off my right hand. My joy is turned into sadness, and my life into death, the light is dipped into darkness. None of my relatives shall see me any more, none of whom have helped me, and the gods of the East I shall worship no more, which have surrounded me with such great misfortune. And indeed I shall no more pray to them nor sacrifice to them, having been deprived of my wife. What else shall I ask of them? All my glory has been taken away. And I am a prince, the second in the government of the king. All this Mygdonia has taken from me by rejecting me. No matter if they knock my eyes out, if only thou turnest thy eyes upon me in the accustomed manner!"
116. While Charis was sepaking [sic] thus with tears, Mygdonia sat silent and looked on the ground. He came near and said, "My most beloved lady Mygdonia, remember that of all the women in India I selected thee as the most beautiful and took thee, although I could have married others, more beautiful than thee. But no, I lie, Mygdonia. For by the gods it is imposible to find one like thee in the land of the Indians. Woe to me ever, that thou dost not even answer me! Abuse me, if it pleases thee, but speak. Look at me (and see), that I am by far better and more beautiful than that sorcerer. I have riches and honor, and all know that none has such a family as mine. But thou art my riches and honor, thou art family and kindred. And behold, he separates thee from me."
117. When Charis had said this, Mygdonia said
