A man asked me to write to Rome on his behalf who, as most people thought, had met with misfortune; for having been before wealthy and distinguished, he had afterwards lost all and was living here.

So I wrote about him in a humble style. He however on reading the letter returned it to me, with the words:

"I asked for your help, not for your pity. No evil has happened unto me."

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