Sisera’s mother looked through the window; she peered through the lattice, crying out: ‘Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why don’t I hear the hoofbeats of his horses? ’
‘Are they not finding and dividing the spoil – a girl or two for each warrior, the spoil of coloured garments for Sisera, the spoil of an embroidered garment or two for my neck? ’
Before this day is over, the noble women of Persia and Media who hear about the queen’s act will say the same thing to all the king’s officials, resulting in more contempt and fury.
