Would that Aegisthus, too, were wounded!ChorusThe curses bring fulfillment: those who are buried live.For men long dead are draining their killers’ blood in a stream of requital.

Enter Orestes and Pylades from the house.ChorusAnd now they are here! The red hand drips with sacrifice to Ares, and I cannot blame the deed.ElectraOrestes, what happened?OrestesAll is well within the house,if Apollo’s oracle spoke well.ElectraThe miserable woman is dead?OrestesHave no more fear that your haughty mother will ever again trample on your rights.ChorusQuiet! For I see Aegisthus in plain sight.ElectraYou, young men, get back inside!OrestesWhere do you see the man?ElectraHe is at our mercy walking from the suburb, full of joy.ChorusGo with all speed to the vestibule, so that, just as your first task prospered, so this one again may prosper now.OrestesHave courage. We will accomplish it.ElectraHurry, then, to wherever you wish.OrestesSee, I am gone.ElectraThings here will be my concern.Exeunt Orestes and Pylades, into the house. ChorusIt would be well to whisper into this man’s ear some few words of seeming gentleness,so that he may rush blindly upon his trial before Justice.