stones they threw up. On and on he flew, higher and higher, till
at last he looked only like a little yellow speck in the blue sky; and
then Ino and Athamas saw him no more.

So these wicked people sat down, very angry and unhappy. They were
sorry because Phrixos and Helle had got away all safe, when they
wanted to kill them. But they were much more sorry because they had
gone away on the back of a ram whose fleece was made of gold. So Ino
said to Athamas, "What a pity that we did not come into the field a
little sooner, for then we might have caught this ram and killed him
and stripped off his golden fleece, and we should have been rich for
the rest of our days."

All this time the ram was flying on and on, higher and higher, with
Phrixos and Helle on his back. And Helle began to be very tired, and
she said to her brother that she could not hold on much longer, and
Phrixos said, "Dear Helle, try and hold on as long as you possibly
can; I dare say the ram will soon reach the place to which he wants to
carry us, and then you shall lie down on the soft grass, and have such
pleasant sleep that you will not feel tired any more." But Helle said,
"Dearest Phrixos, I will indeed try and hold fast as long as I can,
but my arms are becoming so weak that I am afraid that I shall not be
able to hold on long." And by and by, when she grew weaker, she said,
"Dear Phrixos, if I fall off, you will not see Helle any more, but you
must not forget her, you must always love her as she loved you, and
then some day or other we shall see each other again, and live with
our dear mother, Nephele." Then Phrixos said, "Try and hold fast a
little longer still, Helle. I can never love any one so much as I love
you; but I want you to live with me on earth, and I can not bear to
think of living without you."

But it was of no use that he talked so kindly and tried to encourage
his sister, because he was not able to make her arms and her body
stronger; so by and by poor Helle fell off, just as they were flying
over a narrow part of the sea, and she fell into it and was drowned.
And the people called the part of the sea where she fell in, the
Hellespont, which means the sea of little Helle.

So Phrixos was left alone on the ram's back; and the ram flew on and
on a long way, till it came to the palace of Aietes, the King of
Kolchis. And King Aietes was walking about in his garden, when he
looked up into the sky, and saw something which looked very