Iphigenia.
Stranger! The truth!—From Argos art thou come?
Orestes.
Mycenae, once a rich land, was my home.
Iphigenia.
'Tis banishment that brings thee here—or what?
Orestes.
A kind of banishment, half forced, half sought.
Iphigenia.
Wouldst thou but tell me all I need of thee!