IPHIGENIA. And thou meanwhile, here at the temple, wait, O King, and …
THOAS.
Wait for what?
IPHIGENIA.
Purge all the shrine with fire.
THOAS.
'Twill all be clean before you come again.
IPHIGENIA. And while the strangers pass thee close, seeking the sea …
THOAS.
What wouldst thou then?
IPHIGENIA.
Put darkness on thine eyes.
THOAS.
Mine eyes might drink the evil of their crime?
IPHIGENIA.
And, should I seem to stay too long …