CHAPTER XIV
THE HORSES OF ACHILLES
Hector and Paris reached the battlefield at the same
moment. The Trojans were encouraged to fight yet more
fiercely when they saw the two princes, and soon so many of
the Greeks were slain that Agamemnon grew afraid.
'Zeus hath sent me a deceiving dream,' he said to his counsellors. 'If the gods send not their help we must perish, unless indeed Achilles will forget his anger and come to our aid. Verily, Zeus loveth Achilles, seeing that he putteth the Greeks to flight that he may do him honour. But even as I wronged him in my folly, so will I make amends and give recompence beyond all telling.'
Then, casting aside his pride, the king sent messengers to the tent of Achilles, to say that he would send back Briseis and give to him splendid gifts if he would but come to the help of the Greeks, for they were flying before the enemy.
But the heart of Achilles was too bitter to be touched by the fair promises of the king, for had he not taken from him Briseis, the lady of his love? So he bade the messengers go back to Agamemnon and say that he would not fight, but he would launch his ships on the morrow and sail away to his own land.
When the king heard that Achilles spurned his gifts, and refused to come to his aid, he was afraid. But his counsellors said, 'Let us not heed Achilles, whether he sail or whether he linger by the loud-sounding sea. When the gods call to him, or when his own heart bids, he will fight. Let us go
