afraid so much as to dream of. If you will
trust to mo, I can instruct you how to tame the
fiery bulls, and sow the dragon's teeth, and get
the Golden Fleece."

"Indeed, beautiful princess," answered Jason,
"if you will do me this service, I promise to be
grateful to you my whole life long."

Gazing at Medea, he beheld a wonderful in-
telligence in her face. She was one of those
persons whose eyes are full of mystery; so that,
while looking into them, you seem to see a very
great way, as into a deep well, yet can never be
certain whether you see into the farthest depths,
or whether there be not something else hidden
at the bottom. If Jason had been capable of
fearing any thing, he would have been afraid of
making this young princess his enemy; for,
beautiful as she now looked, she might, the very
next instant, become as terrible as the dragon
that kept watch over the Golden Fleece.

"Princess," he exclaimed, "you seem indeed
very wise and very powerful. But how can
you help me to do the things of which you
speak? Are you an enchantress?"

"Yes, Prince Jason," answered Medea, with a

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