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:

    “our enemies have departed, and peace and safety are ours once again. at noon the gates of the city shall be opened, and our people may resume their peaceful occupations.”

    forthreat bustling and stirring in every corner of the city. it h day had da and fearful night. hoo about one’s business in peace! the an to s-neglected houses, talking loudly and singing as they attended to their various tasks. the shopkeepers brought out their goods and announced fine bargains to the first buyers. the smiths kindled fires in their forges, and began to hammer old spears into reaping hooks and other implements of peace. the fishermen overhauled their nets. the farmers counted their rakes and hoes and plo.

    but not all the people  for the occupations of peace. long before the hour of noon a great company of idlers and sightseers, soothsayers and roathered before the gate on the seaet out of the long-pent-up city. no sooner ate opened than there  behind them that .

    they  the beach, looking in every nook and corner of the old camp, but finding nothing more than a fereo near the huge ain to beaze at the strange, unshapely object and  it behind.

    suddenly on the other side of the camp a great shouting  in the marshes,   him. the poor fello of oxhide t over the sand, the rude cro doled and torn, and his right arm seemed useless. but his persecutors, as they sa!”</p>

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