Samson's wife wept before him, and said, You do but hate me, and don't love me: you have put forth a riddle to the children of my people, and haven't told it me. He said to her, Behold, I haven't told it my father nor my mother, and shall I tell you?
and hast not told me; that is, the explanation of it, otherwise it is likely she had heard the riddle itself told: