Thersites is a scoffer, and his gifts are mockery. I would have none of them. The two began to wrangle, not at all angrily, as to what Jurgen had best do with his prized staff. And you have no right to oppress me in this way, for I am not your subject. Rather shall you be my queen, dear Chloris, receiving all that I most prize.
Custom is all.
For this likewise is an Aeolic saying, The taste of the first olive is unpleasant, but the second is good. Now for a while was silence save for the small secretive rumours of the forest. One of the large green locusts which frequent the Island of Leuke began shrilling tentatively. Another locust had answered the first one. Now the two insects were in full dispute, suffusing the warm darkness with their pertinacious whirrings.