The Capture of the Dough, Part Two

Hercules, a son of man and yet a son of God. Artemis the fair spoke words of warning to the son of man. The dough is mine so touch it not he said. Another voice fell on his ear and with commanding a sense said the dough belongs to neither maid or Hercules but the god who shrine you see on yonder distant mount. So she said Artemis fairs made the dough is mine and mine and must remain. And then into view Diana spring the huntress of the heavens the daughter of the son. Leaping on sandal feet toward the dough she likewise claimed possession. "The golden antler hind is mine not yours in mine it shall remain"