A slave; of that I am not proud, for fortune does not permit it.AchillesWhose slave are you? not mine; for mine and Agamemnon’s goods are separate.Old manI belong to this lady who stands before the tent, a gift to her from Tyndareus her father.AchillesI am waiting; tell me, if you are desirous, why you have stopped me.Old manAre you really all alone here at the door?