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 But women are toiling in them, toiling like slaves. Are they your goddesses?

Congressman (confused): Yes.

Cleopatra: Surely the old man raves! I know the fate of captives and slaves of the East: They must work till they die, or are sold like a beast. This man owns them by thousands. They toil amid wheels that grind. They are his slaves.

Congressman (faintly): No, queens.

Cleopatra (angrily): The man is mad or blind.

Pallas: Nay, nay, Daughter of Egypt, he is neither blind nor mad,