Eros.
Well ... I am not sure that.... Perhaps I ought to leave him to explain it.
Heracles.
You would not be able to comprehend me. I am not sure that I myself——
[Two of the Oceanides re-enter, much more seriously than before, and with an eager importance of gesture.]
Amphitrite.
We are not playing now. We have a message from Zeus, Hephæstus. He says that he is waiting impatiently for the sceptre you are making for him.
Doris.
Yes, you must hurry back to your cave. And we are longing to see what ornament you are putting on the sceptre. Let us come with you. We will hold the torches for you as steadily as if we were made of marble.