Astyanax? [She nods.] I wish Astyanax were alive, mother. I would take him hunting.—He would have no share, would he, in my heritage?
Andromache.
I know nothing of that.
Molossus.
And did you never hate them—not at the time?
Andromache.
[Looking at him, then passing her hand across her face.] Oh yes, I hated them!
Molossus.
But not me! I never did much harm to you.
Andromache.