As a lion fastens on the fawns of a hind and crushes them in his great jaws, robbing them of their tender life while he on his way back to his lair--the hind can do nothing for them even though she be close by, for she is in an agony of fear, and flies through the thick forest, sweating, and at her utmost speed before the mighty monster--so, no man of the Trojans could help Isus and Antiphus, for they were themselves flying in panic before the Argives.
Then King Agamemnon took the two sons of Antimachus, Pisander and brave Hippolochus.

It was Antimachus who had been foremost in preventing Helen's being restored to Menelaus, for he was largely bribed by Alexandrus; and now Agamemnon took his two sons, both in the same chariot, trying to bring their horses to a stand--for they had lost hold of the reins and the horses were mad with fear.

The son of Atreus sprang upon them like a lion, and the pair besought him from their chariot.

"Take us alive," they cried, "son of Atreus, and you shall receive a great ransom for us.

Our father Antimachus has great store of gold, bronze, and wrought iron, and from this he will satisfy you with a very large ransom should he hear of our being alive at the ships of the Achaeans." With such piteous words and tears did they beseech the king, but they heard no pitiful answer in return.