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I am afraid when I hear this eager haste. Your tongue's sharp edge does not please me. Tecmessa
 Ajax, my lord, what can you have in mind? Ajax
Do not keep asking me, do not keep questioning. Self-restraint is a virtue. Tecmessa
Ah, how I despair! Now, by your child, by the gods, I implore you, do not betray us! Ajax
You annoy me too much. Do you not know  that I no longer owe any service to the gods? Tecmessa
Hush, no impiety! Ajax
Speak to those who hear. Tecmessa
You will not listen? Ajax
Already your words have been too many. Tecmessa
Yes, because I am afraid, my king! Ajax
To the Attendants.
Close the doors this instant! Tecmessa
In the name of the gods, be softened! Ajax
You have foolish hope, I think,  if you plan so late to begin schooling my temper.Ajax is shut into the tent. Exit Tecmessa with Eurysaces.
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