I have quite forgotten what became of the king's nephews. But when
the wicked Medea saw this new turn of affairs, she hurried out of
the room, and going to her private chamber, lost no time in setting
her enchantments at work. In a few moments, she heard a great noise
of hissing snakes outside of the chamber window; and, behold! there
was her fiery chariot, and four huge winged serpents, wriggling and
twisting in the air, flourishing their tails higher than the top of the
palace, and all ready to set off on an aerial journey. Medea staid only
long enough to take her son with her, and to steal the crown jewels,
together with the king's best robes, and whatever other valuable things
she could lay hands on; and getting into the chariot, she whipped up
the snakes, and ascended high over the city.
The king, hearing the hiss of the serpents, scrambled as fast as he
could to the window, and bawled out to the abominable enchantress
never to come back. The whole people of Athens, too, who had run out
of doors to see this wonderful spectacle, set up a shout of joy at
the prospect of getting rid of her. Medea, almost bursting with rage,
uttered precisely such a hiss as one of her own snakes, only ten times
more venomous and spiteful; and glaring fiercely out of the blaze of
the chariot, she shook her hands over the multitude below, as if she
were scattering a million curses among them. In so doing, however,
she unintentionally let fall about five hundred diamonds of the
first water, together with a thousand great pearls, and two thousand
emeralds, rubies, sapphires, opals, and topazes, to which she had
helped herself out of the king's strong box. All these came pelting
down, like a shower of many-colored hailstones, upon the heads of grown
people and children, who forthwith gathered them up, and carried them
back to the palace. But King Ægeus told them that they were welcome
to the whole, and to twice as many more, if he had them, for the sake
of his delight at finding his son, and losing the wicked Medea. And,
indeed, if you had seen how hateful was her last look, as the flaming
chariot flew upward, you would not have wondered that both king and
people should think her departure a good riddance.
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