whoever approaches him runs the risk of being devoured at a mouthful.'
'True,' said the king, with a smile that did not look particularly good-natured. 'Very true, young man. But there are other things as hard, or perhaps a little harder, to be done, before you can even have the privilege of being devoured by the dragon. For example, you must first tame my two brazen-footed and brazen-lunged bulls, which Vulcan, the wonderful blacksmith, made for me. There is a furnace in each of their stomachs; and they breathe such hot fire out of their mouths and nostrils, that nobody has hitherto gone nigh them without being instantly burned to a small, black cinder. What do you think of this, my brave Jason?'
'I must encounter the peril,' answered Jason composedly, 'since it stands in the way of my purpose.'
'After taming the fiery bulls,' continued King Æetes, who was determined to scare Jason, if possible, 'you must yoke them to a plough, and must plough the sacred earth in the grove of Mars, and sow some of the same dragon's teeth from which Cadmus raised a crop of armed men. They are an unruly set of reprobates, those sons of the dragon's teeth; and unless you treat them suitably, they will fall upon you sword in hand. You and your nine-and-forty Argonauts, my bold Jason, are hardly numerous or strong enough to fight with such a host as will spring up.'
'My master, Chiron,' replied Jason, 'taught me, long ago, the story of Cadmus. Perhaps I can manage the
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