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Your fate, royal mistress, now you know; but for me, what Helene or Achaean is master of my destiny? Talthybius
Go, servants, and bring Cassandra forth to me here  at once, that I may place her in our captain's hands, and then conduct to the rest of the chiefs the captives each has had assigned. Ha! what is the blaze of torches there within? What are they doing? Are they firing the chambers,  because they must leave this land and be carried away to Argos? Are they setting themselves aflame in their longing for death? Truly the free bear their troubles in cases like this with a stiff neck. Open up! lest their deed, which suits them well  but finds small favor with the Achaeans, bring blame on me. Hecuba
It is not that they are setting anything ablaze, but my child Cassandra, frenzied maid, comes rushing wildly here.
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