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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1938-39
Hecuba. — Yes, Polyxena. Who drew her?
Talthybius. — They told her oS to watch Achilles’ tomb.
Hecuba. — To watch a tomb? My daughter?
That a Greek custom ?
What strange ritual is that, my friend ?
Talthybius. — {Speaking fast and trying to put her off)
Just think of her as happy ... all well with her.
Hecuba. — Those words . . . Why do you speak like that ?
She is alive?
Talthybius. — {Determined not to tell her)
What happened was . . . well, she is free from trouble.
Hecuba. — {Wearily giving the riddle up)
Then Hector’s wife . . . Andromache . . .
Where does she go, poor thing ?
Talthybius. — Achilles’ son took her. He chose her out.
Hecuba. — And I, old gray head, whose slave am I, creeping along with my crutch ?
Talthybius. — Slave of the King of Ithaca, Odysseus.
Hecuba. — His slave . . . vile, lying man. I have come to this. . . .
There is nothing good he does not hurt ... a lawless beast,
A double tongue, as false in hate as false in love.
Pity me, women of Troy,
I have gone. I am lost . . . ©h, wretched.
An evil fate fell on me, a lot the hardest of all.
Woman 7. — You know what lies before you. Queen, but I . . . What man among the Greeks owns me ?
Talthybius. — Soldiers, attention! Bring Cassandra here. Be quick !
Music. — Of harp.
Talthybius. — You, fellows. We must give her to the chief,
into his very hand. And then these women here to all the other generals. But what’s that . . . that flash of light there ?
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