ButChalciope，Phrixus’widow，wentweepingtothetown;forsherememberedherMinuanhusband，andallthepleasuresofheryouth，whileshewatchedthefairfacesofhiskinsmen，andtheirlonglocksofgoldenhair。AndshewhisperedtoMedeiahersister，’Whyshouldallthesebravemendie？whydoesnotmyfathergivethemupthefleece，thatmyhusband’sspiritmayhaverest？’
AndMedeia’sheartpitiedtheheroes，andJasonmostofall;
andsheanswered，’Ourfatherissternandterrible，andwhocanwinthegoldenfleece？’ButChalciopesaid，’Thesemenarenotlikeourmen;thereisnothingwhichtheycannotdarenordo。’
AndMedeiathoughtofJasonandhisbravecountenance，andsaid，’Iftherewasoneamongthemwhoknewnofear，Icouldshowhimhowtowinthefleece。’
Sointheduskofeveningtheywentdowntotheriver-side，ChalciopeandMedeiathewitch-maiden，andArgus，Phrixus’