1 Then he went downstairs again, leaving Penelope in an agony of grief.
2 Penelope washed her face, changed her dress, and went upstairs with her maids.
3 I am quite aware that my wife Penelope is nothing like so tall or so beautiful as yourself.
4 You are asleep, Penelope: the gods who live at ease will not suffer you to weep and be so sad.
5 I should like also to go to the house of Ulysses and bring news of her husband to Queen Penelope.
6 But do you, old friend Eumaeus, go at once and tell Penelope that I am safe and have returned from Pylos.
7 This servant and Eumaeus happened to meet when they were both on the same errand of going to tell Penelope.
8 And Minerva said, "There is no fear of your race dying out yet, while Penelope has such a fine son as you are."
9 Not that your wife, Ulysses, is likely to murder you, for Penelope is a very admirable woman, and has an excellent nature.
10 As for your oath we will let it alone, but I only wish he may come, as do Penelope, his old father Laertes, and his son Telemachus.
11 Then Penelope's heart sank within her, and for a long time she was speechless; her eyes filled with tears, and she could find no utterance.
12 As for me I live out of the way here with the pigs, and never go to the town unless when Penelope sends for me on the arrival of some news about Ulysses.
13 Penelope, daughter of Icarius, heard his song from her room upstairs, and came down by the great staircase, not alone, but attended by two of her handmaids.
14 But Penelope lay in her own room upstairs unable to eat or drink, and wondering whether her brave son would escape, or be overpowered by the wicked suitors.
15 Then they sent a servant to tell Penelope that Telemachus had gone into the country, but had sent the ship to the town to prevent her from being alarmed and made unhappy.
16 Then it vanished through the thong-hole of the door and was dissipated into thin air; but Penelope rose from her sleep refreshed and comforted, so vivid had been her dream.
17 Then Minerva bethought her of another matter, and made a vision in the likeness of Penelope's sister Iphthime daughter of Icarius who had married Eumelus and lived in Pherae.
18 If, then, you take after him, your voyage will not be fruitless, but unless you have the blood of Ulysses and of Penelope in your veins I see no likelihood of your succeeding.
19 It was not long ere Penelope came to know what the suitors were plotting; for a man servant, Medon, overheard them from outside the outer court as they were laying their schemes within, and went to tell his mistress.
20 He was the son of Nisus, who was son to king Aretias, and he was foremost among all the suitors from the wheat-growing and well grassed island of Dulichium; his conversation, moreover, was more agreeable to Penelope than that of any of the other suitors, for he was a man of good natural disposition.