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EURIPIDES.

Old Servant.

A proud reproach thou castest upon me. 305


Menelaus.

If thou o'erstep thy duty, thou shalt rue.


Old Servant.

'Tis not for thee to unseal the scroll I bare.


Menelaus.

Nor yet for thee to bring to all Greeks bane.


Old Servant.

With others argue that; but this restore.


Menelaus.

I will not yield it up!


Old Servant.

Nor I let go! 310


Menelaus.

Soon then my staff shall dash thine head with blood.


Old Servant.

Glorious it were in my lord's cause to die.


Menelaus.

Unhand!—a slave, thou art overfull of words.


Old Servant.

Ho, master! outrage!—lo, this man hath snatched

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