珀涅罗珀的织品（6）
“htily，“but not a moment longer.”
“no, not a moment longer,” echoed all the rest.
Ⅳ the tarnished uests reat hall as usual. the feast and shouted as never before. they made such an uproar that the very timbers of the palace shook, and the shields and s on the ainst each other.
ht, telemachus came in, follouests themselves that their entrance master,” said eumaeus,“those shields and s long in their places, for the return of your father.”
“yes,” ans tarnished reat chest in the treasure room. they ood thought, master,” said the old servant. “i the sreat bos at the head of the hall must not be touched. my mother polishes and supples it every day, and she o and come many times before all oing out them in the big chest in the treasure room. they ruined ing here so long in the dust and smoke,” ansning to stop.
“the lad is uncommonly cheerful today,” remarked one of the younger suitors.
“perhaps he is expecting his father,” said old leocritus, beggar
at that moment a strange beggar entered the courtyard. he s; his feet reat hall. some of the servants hed at his poverty, and bade him begone; but others pitied his distress and checked their rudeness.“deal gently s neh he had traveled far.”
an old greyhound, argos, on a heap of ashes by the kitchen door. t dogs—the pet and companion of ulysses. but norolected and abused. his teeth gone, his eyes gros shaky and useless, he had no longer any joy of life. gar slo through the yard, he raised his head to look. then a strange light came suddenly into his old eyes. his tail ged feebly, and he tried strength to rise. he looked up lovingly into the beggar’s face, and uttered a long but joyful horeeting his master.
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