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 see a very great way, as into a deep well, yet can never be certain whether you see into the farthest depths, or whether there be not something else hidden at the bottom. If Jason had been capable of fearing anything, he would have been afraid of making this young princess his enemy; for, beautiful as she now looked, she might, the very next instant, become as terrible as the dragon that kept watch over the Golden Fleece.

'Princess,' he exclaimed, 'you seem indeed very wise and very powerful. But how can you help me to do the things of which you speak? Are you an enchantress?'

'Yes, Prince Jason,' answered Medea, with a smile, 'you have hit upon the truth. I am an enchantress. Circe, my father's sister, taught me to be one, and I could tell you, if I pleased, who was the old woman with the peacock, the pomegranate, and the cuckoo staff, whom you carried over the river; and, likewise, who it is that speaks through the lips of the oaken image, that stands in the prow of your galley. I am acquainted with some of your secrets, you perceive. It is well for you that I am favourably inclined; for, otherwise, you would hardly escape being snapped up by the dragon.'

'I should not so much care for the dragon,' replied Jason, 'if I only knew how to manage the brazen-footed and fiery-lunged bulls.'

'If you are as brave as I think you, and as you have need to be,' said Medea, 'you own bold heart will teach you 229