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Achilles.
Lady, thy daughter have I never wooed,
Nor word of marriage Atreus' sons have said.
Klytemnestra.
What shall this mean? At my words marvel thou
In turn; for passing strange are thine to me.
Achilles.
Think:—we have common cause to search out this. 845
Perchance nor thou nor I speak false herein.
Klytemnestra.
How?—have I been abused? Seek I a bridal
Which is not, as doth seem? I am crushed with shame!
Achilles.
Some one perchance hath mocked both thee and me.
Nay, lightly hold it, lay it not to heart. 850
Klytemnestra.
Farewell. I cannot with unshrinking eyes
Meet thine, who am made a liar, outraged so.
Achilles.
Farewell I bid thee too. I pass within
Yonder pavilion now to seek thy lord.
Old Servant (from within the tent).
Stranger, Aiakus' scion, tarry thou: what ho, to thee I call 855
Whom the Goddess bare!—and Leda's daughter, unto thee withal.