CR. This youngster is the woman’s champion.
HAEM. You are the woman, then—for you I care.
CR. Villain, to bandy reasons with your sire!
HAEM. I plead against the unreason of your fault.
CR. What fault is there in reverencing my power?
HAEM. There is no reverence when you spurn the Gods.
CR. Abominable spirit, woman-led!
HAEM. You will not find me following a base guide.
CR. Why, all your speech this day is spent for her.
HAEM. For you and me too, and the Gods below.