[In a weary frightened voice.] Kill her, kill her!
Orestes.
I know not——
Hermione.
You have eyes. Can you not see there is a fiend working in me?
Andromache.
There is no fiend. Queen, Queen, why are you so full of hate?
Hermione.
'Tis your spells have done it! Before I came here I never hated any one.