Orestes.
"The son is falser, falser than the sire!"——
Hermione.
Perchance his wine likes him not. [Goes down to Orestes, pours him fresh wine, and whispers.] Are you mad?
Orestes.
[In the same tone, looking in her face.] Knew you not that, long ago? [Continuing, while she goes back to the throne.
"Achilles, Peleus' son, was swift of foot,
And slew by guile great Hector, and was slain.
And, though he hid from war in woman's weeds,
And though he kept his tent while others fought,
Yet gat he from his loins one son true born,
And craved not mercy, gave not gifts for blood!"
Pyrrhus.
What does the dog mean?