“Hellen, hope. The gods answer. I feel it.”
“Could I but feel it. Are there gods?”
“Hellen, no more. Call to mind thy last sin. There are limits.”
“Forgive me, dear Queen.”
“The king seeth the powers above are in this, or he would not have yielded. He hath granted Æole and thyself much.”
“Every night since have we met, and Electra hath been with us each time.”
“Dear Electra. Hellen, she is noble. Such care was hers of her mother. She is true and fond.”
“Do I not know it?”
Then he blushed because of the queen’s keen look.
“Think not too much of her, Hellen. It will but cause thee further sorrow.”