"Ah! ah! I comprehend! her head!..."
Simon (placing his finger to his lips:—)
"Hush!"
Helena. "The sail remained well filled by the wind; the keel cleft the foam. He said to me: 'What though I afflict my country, though I lose my kingdom! Thou wilt belong to me, in my house!'
"How sweet was the lofty chamber of his palace! Lying upon the ivory bed, he caressed my long hair, singing amorously the while.
"Even at the close of the day I beheld the two camps, the watchfires being lighted, Ulysses at the entrance of his tent, armed Achilles driving a chariot along the sea-beach."
Anthony. "Why! she is utterly mad! How came this to pass?..."
Simon. "Hush! hush!"
Helena. "They anointed me with unguents, and sold me to the people that I might amuse them.
"One evening I was standing with the sistrum in my hand, making music for some Greek sailors who were dancing. The rain was falling upon the roof of the tavern like a cataract, and the cups of warm wine were smoking.