CAD. Ay, much lamented before you recognized him.
AG. Who slew him, how came he into my hands?
CAD. O wretched truth, how unseasonably art thou come!
AG. Tell me, since delay causes a quivering at my heart.
CAD. You and your sisters slew him.
AG. And where did he die, in the house, or in what place?
CAD. Where formerly the dogs tore Actæon to pieces.
AG. But why did he, unhappy, go to Cithæron?
CAD. He went deriding the God and your Bacchic revels.
AG. But on what account did we go thither?