ELECTRA
Electra
If needs be, in a father’s cause I’ll fall.
Chrysothemis
I trust our father pardons us for this.
Electra
Traitors take refuge in like sentiments.
Chrysothemis
Thou wilt not heed then or be ruled by me?
Electra
I am not in my dotage, save the mark!
Chrysothemis
Then I will do my errand.
Electra
Whither away?
For whom art carrying these burnt offerings?
Chrysothemis
My mother bids me crown our father’s grave.
Electra
Her mortal enemy’s! How sayest thou?
Chrysothemis
The husband whom she slew, so thou wouldst say.
Electra
Which of her friends advised her? whence this whim?
Chrysothemis
A nightly vision warned her, so I think.
Electra
Gods of my fathers, aid me in this pass!
Chrysothemis
Dost thou take heart of courage from her dread?
Electra
Before I answer let me hear the dream.
