No, not you; that is not well saidl.ClytemnestraClinging to your robes.IphigeniaBe persuaded by me, mother, stay here; for this is the better way both for me and you; but let one of these attendants of my father conduct me to the meadow of Artemis, where I shall be sacrificed.ClytemnestraAre you gone from me, my child?IphigeniaYes, and with no chance of ever returning.