Yes, for the night belongs to thieves, the light to truth.IphigeniaThere are secred guards within, who will notice us.OrestesAlas, we are ruined! How can we be saved?IphigeniaI think I have a new stratagem.OrestesWhat is it? Let me know; share your thought.IphigeniaI will use your sorrows as my contrivance.OrestesWomen are wonderfully good at devising crafty plans!IphigeniaI will say that you came from Argos after killing your mother.OrestesMake use of my troubles, if you gain by it.IphigeniaAnd that it is not right to sacrifice you to the goddess.OrestesWith what reason? I have a suspicion.IphigeniaBecause you are not pure; I will frighten what is sacred.OrestesHow does this help us to seize the statue of the goddess?IphigeniaI shall want to purify you in the waves of the sea—OrestesThe image that we have sailed for is still in the temple.IphigeniaI will say that I have washed that also, since you have touched it.OrestesWhere? Do you mean the watery inlet of the sea?IphigeniaWhere your ship is moored by its roped anchor.OrestesWill you or some other bear the image in your hands?IphigeniaI shall; it is holy for me alone to touch it.