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No, I shall not be silent, unless you tell me where you are going.

Why, where am I likely to be going across the sky, if it be not to visit Zeus ?

For what purpose?

I want to ask him what he reckons to do for all the Greeks.

And if he doesn’t tell you?

I shall pursue him at law as a traitor who sells Greece to the Medes.

Death seize me, if I let you go.

It is absolutely necessary.

Alas! alas! dear little girls, your father is deserting you secretly to go to heaven. Ah! poor orphans, entreat him, beseech him.

Father! father! what is this I hear? Is it true? What! you would leave me, you would vanish into the sky, you would go to the crows? ’Tis impossible! Answer, father, an you love me.