特洛伊的陷落（5）
“there is no fog,” anse, dark object among the reeds, close by the inlet o s. i h there among the reeds. it er than a man. in the dim light of the morning, it looked like a sea monster lately emerged from the gested a bustling little man. “ah, but e meal it must have had!”
just then the sun rose above mount ida, shedding a rosy golden light upon sea and shore and making every object on the beach plainly visible. there er any doubt about the strange appearance in the reeds.
“it is a horse!” shouted one and all.
“but not a real horse,” said the sharp-sighted sentinel—“it is much too large. it is a huge， grizzly, ill-shapen image hten us. and no unusual going on behind the reeds and bushes there— back and forth, and much noise of hammering and pounding. they this very image.”
just then laocoon, a prince of troy, joined the company on the ray—a priest of apollo, long and carefully at the strange image, he turned to the cro greeks. they have prepared this image to deceive you. i to do , priam, the old king of troy, caused a proclamation to be sounded in the streets:
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