"'Ulysses,' said I, 'this cold will be the death of me,for I have no cloak; some god fooled me into setting off with nothing on but my shirt, and I do not know what to do.'
"Ulysses, who was as crafty as he was valiant, hit upon the following plan:
"'Keep still,' said he in a low voice, 'or the others will hear you.' Then he raised his head on his elbow.
"'My friends,' said he, 'I have had a dream from heaven in my sleep. We are a long way from the ships;I wish some one would go down and tell Agamemnon to send us up more men at once.'