“I only married that bitch Tyro because I hate Salmoneus so much,” he was saying. “You see, the oracle at Delphi told me that if I had sons by her they would grow up to kill him. So when he dies by the hand of his own grandchildren I will be rid of my vile pig of a brother without fear of the pursuit of the Erinyes.” “That is . . .” Melops tried to find the word. “Brilliant? Cunning? Ingenious?” Tyro checked her sons, who were about to run to the spot from which they could hear their father’s voice. Turning them round she pushed them at speed toward a bend in the river, the maid following
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