Pyrrhus.
I give you greeting. But I praise not your greeting to me.
Hermione.
If I send my women to draw water at sunrise, shall the water not be back when the shadows are thus? [Pointing to shadows.
Pyrrhus.
There be other women meeter to draw water than Hector's wife. I tell you there is no man on this earth I should so joy to have slain as Hector.
Hermione.
If he had witchwork to help him, he may have been a deadly fighter.
Andromache.
[To Pyrrhus, who has laid his hand on her shoulder.] Nay, master, the hall must be made ready.