ELEC. I, O brother, think that this very thing brings safety to thee, and thy friend, and in the third place to me.
ORES. Thou meanest the providence of the Gods: but where is this? for I know that there is understanding in thy mind.
ELEC. Hear me then, and thou too give thy attention.
ORES. Speak, since the existing prospect of good affords some pleasure.
ELEC. Art thou acquainted with the daughter of Helen? Thou knowest her of whom I ask.
ORES. I know her, Hermione, whom my mother brought up.
ELEC. She is gone to Clytæmnestra's tomb.
ORES. For what purpose? what hope dost thou suggest?
ELEC. To pour libations on the tomb in behalf of her mother.
ORES. And what is this, thou hast told me of, that regards our safety?