²⁸ “There is Sisera’s mother, looking out the window,
    looking through the curtains and crying.
‘Why is Sisera’s chariot so late?
    Why can’t I hear his wagons?’

²⁹ “Her wisest servant girl answers her.
    Yes, the servant gives her an answer:
³⁰ ‘I’m sure they won the war,
    and they are now taking things from the people they defeated.
They are dividing those things among themselves.
    Each soldier is taking a girl or two.
Maybe Sisera found a piece of dyed cloth.
    That’s it! Sisera found a piece of fancy cloth,
    or maybe two, to wear around his neck in victory.’