that he will get the better of Justice, until he comes to the end of the finish-line and makes the last turn in life.Chorus LeaderHe did terrible things, and repaid them to you and Orestes; for Justice has great strength.ElectraWell then; you must carry the body of this man insideand hide it, slaves, so that when my mother comes, she may not see his corpse before her slaughter.OrestesWait! Let us go into another matter.ElectraWhat? Those are not rescuers from Mycenae whom I see?OrestesNo, but the mother who bore me.ElectraThen finely she walks to the middle of the net. —And here she comes, splendid in her chariot and dress.OrestesWhat are we going to do? Shall we kill our mother?ElectraSurely pity did not seize you, when you saw your mother?OrestesAh! How can I kill her when she bore me and brought me up?ElectraAs she killed your father and mine.OrestesO Phoebus, you prophesied a great folly—ElectraWhere Apollo is a fool, who are the wise?OrestesYou who declared I was to kill my mother, whom it is clearly wrong to kill.ElectraHow can you be hurt by avenging your father?OrestesI shall stand trial as a matricide, though I was pure before.ElectraAnd by not defending your father, you will be impious.OrestesI, my mother—? To whom will I pay the penalty for her murder?ElectraAnd to whom, if you give up our father’s vengeance?