Cyllene
What delusion has come over you? Who are you blaming as a thief?
Chorus
Not you, by Zeus; I don't want to upset you, my lady.
Cyllene
Surely you're not calling the son of Zeus a thief?
Chorus
... this very theft.
Cyllene
... if what you say is true.
Chorus
... I speak truth. ... stolen ... the cattle ... it fits ... cut
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