Well, now the suitors have all gone to their rightful places in the underworld. My son Telemachus and I slaughtered them all. The floors of my home ran with the blood of my enemies, and the gods were pleased with their deaths. Those servants who were unfaithful to me were made to clean up the carnage in the hall and dispose of the enemies' corpses. After my home was cleansed and purified, the maids received their deserved traitors' deaths. We hung them in the courtyard as punishment for their lack of loyalty. Peace and order has been restored to Ithaca. My long journey has ended, and my mission is complete.
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