Hermione.
What would my sacrifice profit, with that woman's eyes upon me? [To Andromache.] Get you back to the castle! Is the water not drawn yet?
Andromache.
I go, O Queen!
Alcimedon.
You are over-proud, my Queen, over-proud.
Hermione.
May a Queen in Phthia not give commands to her own slaves?
Maid.