ABSTRACT
While he was thinking over these matters in his mind and heart, Helen came out of her fragrant high-roofed bedroom, looking like Artemis of the golden shafts. Adraste, coming with her, set a well-made chair for her, and Alcippe brought a rug of soft wool, and Phylo brought a silver basket which Alcandre had given her, the wife of Polybos, who lived in Egyptian Thebes, where very many possessions lie in the houses. He had given Menelaos two silver baths, a pair of tripods, and ten talents of gold. Apart from that his wife had bestowed fine gifts on Helen: she had handed her a golden distaff, a basket on wheels made of silver, with a finish of gold along its rims. It was this that her maid Phylo brought and set beside her, stuffed full of elaborate thread, and lying across the top was the distaff with dark purple wool. She sat down on the seat, and there was a footstool beneath her feet. At once she began speaking to her husband, asking about everything.
