Part 12 (2/2)

THOAS.

But how? Some rule is broken?

IPHIGENIA.

I unsay That word. Be all unspoken and unwrought!

THOAS.

What means this greeting strange? Disclose thy thought.

IPHIGENIA.

Unclean the prey was that ye caught, O King.

THOAS.

Who showed thee so? Thine own imagining?

IPHIGENIA.

The Image stirred and shuddered from its seat.

THOAS.

Itself? ... Some shock of earthquake loosened it.

IPHIGENIA.

Itself. And the eyes closed one breathing s.p.a.ce.

THOAS.

But why? For those two men's bloodguiltiness?

IPHIGENIA.

That, nothing else. For, Oh, their guilt is sore.

THOAS.

They killed some of my herdsmen on the sh.o.r.e?

IPHIGENIA.

Their sin was brought from home, not gathered here.

THOAS.

What? I must know this.--Make thy story clear.

IPHIGENIA. (she puts the image down and moves nearer to thoas.) The men have slain their mother.

THOAS.

G.o.d! And these Be Greeks!

IPHIGENIA They both are hunted out of Greece.

THOAS.

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