²⁸ “Through the window^(A) peered Sisera’s mother;
    behind the lattice she cried out,^(B)
‘Why is his chariot so long in coming?
    Why is the clatter of his chariots delayed?’
²⁹ The wisest of her ladies answer her;
    indeed, she keeps saying to herself,
³⁰ ‘Are they not finding and dividing the spoils:^(C)
    a woman or two for each man,
colorful garments as plunder for Sisera,
    colorful garments embroidered,
highly embroidered garments^(D) for my neck—
    all this as plunder?^(E)’