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Medea； however； bade him snatch up a stone from the ground。
〃Throw it among them quickly！〃 cried she。 〃It is the only way to save yourself。〃
The armed men were now so nigh that Jason could discern the fire flashing out of their enraged eyes； when he let fly the stone； and saw it strike the helmet of a tall warrior； who was rushing upon him with his blade aloft。 The stone glanced from this man's helmet to the shield of his nearest comrade； and thence flew right into the angry face of another； hitting him smartly between the eyes。 Each of the three who had been struck by the stone took it for granted that his next neighbor had given him a blow； and instead of running any farther towards Jason； they began to fight among themselves。 The confusion spread through the host； so that it seemed scarcely a moment before they were all hacking； hewing； and stabbing at one another； lopping off arms； heads； and legs and doing such memorable deeds that Jason was filled with immense admiration； although； at the same time； he could not help laughing to behold these mighty men punishing each other for an offense which he himself had committed。 In an incredibly short space of time （almost as short； indeed； as it had taken them to grow up）； all but one of the heroes of the dragon's teeth were stretched lifeless on the field。 The last survivor； the bravest and strongest of the whole； had just force enough to wave his crimson sword over his head and give a shout of exultation； crying； 〃Victory！ Victory！ Immortal fame！〃 when he himself fell down； and lay quietly among his slain brethren。
And there was the end of the army that had sprouted from the dragon's teeth。 That fierce and feverish fight was the only enjoyment which they had tasted on this beautiful earth。
〃Let them sleep in the bed of honor；〃 said the Princess Medea； with a sly smile at Jason。 〃The world will always have simpletons enough； just like them； fighting and dying for they know not what； and fancying that posterity will take the trouble to put laurel wreaths on their rusty and battered helmets。 Could you help smiling； Prince Jason； to see the self…conceit of that last fellow； just as he tumbled down？〃
〃It made me very sad；〃 answered Jason； gravely。 〃And； to tell you the truth； princess； the Golden Fleece does not appear so well worth the winning； after what I have here beheld！〃
〃You will think differently in the morning；〃 said Medea。 〃True； the Golden Fleece may not be so valuable as you have thought it； but then there is nothing better in the world； and one must needs have an object； you know。 Come！ Your night's work has been well performed； and to…morrow you can inform King Aetes that the first part of your allotted task is fulfilled。〃
Agreeably to Medea's advice； Jason went betimes in the morning to the palace of King Aetes。 Entering the presence chamber； he stood at the foot of the throne； and made a low obeisance。
〃Your eyes look heavy； Prince Jason；〃 observed the king； 〃you appear to have spent a sleepless night。 I hope you have been considering the matter a little more wisely； and have concluded not to get yourself scorched to a cinder； in attempting to tame my brazen…lunged bulls。〃
〃That is already accomplished； may it please your majesty；〃 replied Jason。 〃The bulls have been tamed and yoked； the field has been plowed； the dragon's teeth have been sown broadcast； and harrowed into the soil； the crop of armed warriors have sprung up； and they have slain one another； to the last man。 And now I solicit your majesty's permission to encounter the dragon； that I may take down the Golden Fleece from the tree； and depart； with my nine and forty comrades。〃
King Aetes scowled； and looked very angry and excessively disturbed； for he knew that； in accordance with his kingly promise； he ought now to permit Jason to win the Fleece； if his courage and skill should enable him to do so。 But； since the young man had met with such good luck in the matter of the brazen bulls and the dragon's teeth； the king feared that he would be equally successful in slaying the dragon。 And therefore； though he would gladly have seen Jason snapped up at a mouthful； he was resolved （and it was a very wrong thing of this wicked potentate） not to run any further risk of losing his beloved Fleece。
〃You never would have succeeded in this business； young man；〃 said he； 〃if my undutiful daughter Medea had not helped you with her enchantments。 Had you acted fairly； you would have been； at this instant； a black cinder； or a handful of white ashes。 I forbid you； on pain of death； to make any more attempts to get the Golden Fleece。 To speak my mind plainly； you shall never set eyes on so much as one of its glistening locks。〃
Jason left the king's presence in great sorrow and anger。 He could think of nothing better to be done than to summon together his forty…nine brave Argonauts； march at once to the Grove of Mars； slay the dragon； take possession of the Golden Fleece； get on board the Argo； and spread all sail for Iolchos。 The success of this scheme depended； it is true； on the doubtful point whether all the fifty heroes might not be snapped up； at so many mouthfuls； by the dragon。 But； as Jason was hastening down the palace steps； the Princess Medea called after him； and beckoned him to return。 Her black eyes shone upon him with such a keen intelligence； that he felt as if there were a serpent peeping out of them； and； although she had done him so much service only the night before； he was by no means very certain that she would not do him an equally great mischief before sunset。 These enchantresses； you must know； are never to be depended upon。
〃What says King Aetes； my royal and upright father？〃 inquired Medea； slightly smiling。 〃Will he give you the Golden Fleece； without any further risk or trouble？〃
〃On the contrary；〃 answered Jason； 〃he is very angry with me for taming the brazen bulls and sowing the dragon's teeth。 And he forbids me to make any more attempts； and positively refuses to give up the Golden Fleece； whether I slay the dragon or no。〃
〃Yes； Jason；〃 said the princess； 〃and I can tell you more。 Unless you set sail from Colchis before to…morrow's sunrise； the king means to burn your fifty…oared galley； and put yourself and your forty…nine brave comrades to the sword。 But be of good courage。 The Golden Fleece you shall have； if it lies within the power of my enchantments to get it for you。 Wait for me here an hour before midnight。〃
At the appointed hour you might again have seen Prince Jason and the Princess Medea； side by side； stealing through the streets of Colchis； on their way to the sacred grove； in the center of which the Golden Fleece was suspended to a tree。 While they were crossing the pasture ground； the brazen bulls came towards Jason； lowing； nodding their heads； and thrusting forth their snouts； which； as other cattle do； they loved to have rubbed and caressed by a friendly hand。 Their fierce nature was thoroughly tamed； and； with their fierceness； the two furnaces in their stomachs had likewise been extinguished； insomuch that they probably enjoyed far more comfort in grazing and chewing their cuds than ever before。 Indeed； it had heretofore been a great inconvenience to these poor animals； that； whenever they wished to eat a mouthful of grass； the fire out of their nostrils had shriveled it up； before they could manage to crop it。 How they contrived to keep themselves alive is more than I can imagine。 But now； instead of emitting jets of flame and streams of sulphurous vapor； they breathed the very sweetest of cow breath。
After kindly patting the bulls； Jason followed Medea's guidance into the Grove of Mars； where the great oak trees； that had been growing for centuries； threw so thick a shade that the moonbeams struggled vainly to find their way through it。 Only here and there a glimmer fell upon the leaf…strewn earth； or now and then a breeze stirred the boughs aside； and gave Jason a glimpse of the sky； lest； in that deep obscurity； he might forget that there was one； overhead。 At length； when they had gone farther and farther into the heart of the duskiness； Medea squeezed Jason's hand。
〃Look yonder；〃 she whispered。 〃Do you see it？〃
Gleaming among the venerable oaks； there was a radiance； not like the moonbeams； but rather resembling the golden glory of the setting sun。 It proceeded from an object； which appeared to be suspended at about a man's height from the ground； a little farther within the wood。
〃What is it？〃 asked Jason。
〃Have you come so far to seek it；〃 exclaimed Medea； 〃and do you not recognize the meed of all your toils and perils； when it glitters before your eyes？ It is the Golden Fleece。〃
Jason went onward a few steps farther； and then stopped to gaze。 O； how beautiful it looked； shining with a marvelous light of its own； that inestimable prize which so many heroes had longed to behold； but had perished in the quest of it； either by the perils of their voyage； or by the fiery breath of the brazen… lunged bulls。
〃How gloriously it shines！〃 cried Jason； in a rapture。 〃It has surely been dipped in the richest gold of sunset。 Let me hasten onward； and take it to my bosom。〃
〃Stay；〃 said Medea； holding him back。 〃Have you forgotten what guards it？〃
To say the truth； in the joy of beholding the object of his desires； the terrible dragon had quite slipped out of Jason's memory。 Soon； however； something came to pass； that reminded him what perils were still to be encountered。 An antelope； that probably mistook the yellow radiance for sunrise； came bounding fleetly through the grove。 He was rushing straight towards the Golden Fleece； when suddenly there was a frightful hiss； and the immense head and half the scaly body of the dragon was thrust forth （for he was twisted round the trunk of the tree on which the Fleece hung）； and seizing the poor antelope； swallowed him with one snap of his jaws。
After this feat； the dragon seemed sensible that some other living creature was within reach； on which he felt inclined to finish his meal。 In various directions he kept poking his ugly snout among the trees； stretching out his neck a terrible long way； now here； now there； and now close to the spot where Jason and the prince