[The yells grow fiercer.]
Zeus' thunder will shatter the Trojan throne.
We have one hate and one alone!
[Menelaus sits on the floor dejectedly looking at the papyrus. A thunder of voices from the people.]
We have one hate and one alone. Troy! Troy!
[Helmets and swords are thrown into the air. The cheers grow tumultuous, trumpets are blown, and the
Curtain falls.]