But Amphilochus, and Calchas, and Leonteus, and Podalirius, and Polypoetes left their ships in Ilium and journeyed by land to Colophon, and there buried Calchas the diviner ; for it was foretold him that he would die if he met with a wiser diviner than himself.
Well, they were lodged by the diviner Mopsus, who was a son of Apollo and Manto, and he wrangled with Calchas about the art of divination. A wild fig-tree grew on the spot, and when Calchas asked, How many figs does it bear? Mopsus answered, Ten thousand, and a bushel, and one fig over, and they were found to be so.
And when Mopsus asked Calchas concerning a pregnant sow, How many pigs has she in her womb, and when will she farrow? Calchas answered, Eight. But Mopsus smiled and said, The divination of Calchas is the reverse of exact; but I, as a son of Apollo and Manto, am extremely rich in the sharp sight which comes of exact divination, and I divine that the number of pigs in the womb is not eight, as Calchas says, but nine, and that they are all male and will be farrowed without fail tomorrow at the sixth hour. So when these things turned out so, Calchas died of a broken heart and was buried at Notium.