What is it, poor man—who are you, that you have turned away from me and loathe me for the misfortunes of that one?TeucerI was wrong; I gave way to my anger more than I should, for all Hellas hates that daughter of Zeus. Forgive me for what I said, lady.HelenWho are you? Where have you come from, to visit this land?TeucerI am one of those unfortunate Achaeans, lady.HelenThen it is no wonder that you loathe Helen. But who are you and where do you come from? Whose son should I call you?TeucerMy name is Teucer, my father is Telamon, and Salamis is the land that nurtured me.HelenThen why are you visiting these lands of the Nile?TeucerI am an exile, driven out of my native land.HelenYou must be unhappy! Who banished you from your fatherland?TeucerMy father Telamon. Could you find anyone closer to me?HelenBut why? This matter is surely an unfortunate one.TeucerThe death of my brother Aias at Troy was my ruin.HelenHow so? You didn’t take his life with your sword, did you?TeucerHe threw himself on his own sword and died.HelenWas he mad? For what sensible man would dare such a thing?TeucerDo you know a certain Achilleus, the son of Peleus?HelenYes; he came to woo Helen once, so I hear.TeucerWhen he died, he left a contest for his armor to his allies.HelenWell, if he did, what harm is this to Aias?TeucerWhen someone else got the arms, he took his own life.