Timaeus

Soc. One, two, three,—but where, my dear Timaeus, is the fourth of our guests of yesterday, our hosts of today?

Tim. Some sickness has befallen him, Socrates; for he would never have stayed away from our gathering of his own free will.

Soc. Then the task of filling the place of the absent one falls upon you and our friends here, does it not?

Tim. Undoubtedly, and we shall do our best not to come short; for indeed it would not be at all right, after the splendid hospitality we received from you yesterday, if we—that is, those who are left of us—failed to entertain you cordially in return.