Herdsman
’Tis so, my king.
Oedipus
With what intent?
Herdsman
To make away with it.
Oedipus
What, she its mother?
Herdsman
Fearing a dread weird.
Oedipus
What weird?
Herdsman
’Twas told that he should slay his sire.
Oedipus
What didst thou give it then to this old man?
Herdsman
Through pity, master, for the babe. I thought