One afternoon, in the countryside outside the small town of Daulis, he found himself at a place where three roads met. While he stood debating with himself which one to take, an opulent chariot sped toward him. The old man driving stood up in his seat and tried to force him out of the way. “Move, peasant!” he shouted and struck down with a whip. This was more than the proud Oedipus could bear. He snatched at the whip and pulled, jerking the old man out of the chariot. Four armed men jumped down from the back and ran toward him, shouting. Oedipus wrested a sword from one and in the fight that
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