But you could find in many people hair very similar, although they are not of the same blood, old man.Old manThen stand in the footprint and see if the tread of the boot will measure with your own foot, child.ElectraHow could there be an imprint of feet on a stony plot of ground?And if there is, the foot of brother and sister would not be the same in size, for the male conquers.Old manThere is not, even if your brother, coming to this land . . . by which you might know your loom’s weaving,in which I once stole him away from death?ElectraDon’t you know that I was still young when Orestes was driven out of the land? And even if I had woven him a robe, how could he, a child then, have the same one now, unless his clothes grew together with his body?But either a stranger, taking pity on his grave. . . Old manWhere are the guests? I want to see them and question them about your brother.