Voice.
[From behind the rocks.] Now, men of Mycenæ! [A shower of arrows strikes Pyrrhus.
Andromache.
It is a murder, a coward's murder!
[Pyrrhus staggers to the altar and falls. Andromache bends over, tending him. Molossus, with a cry, snatches Pyrrhus' sword and flies at Orestes, who disarms him at a blow.
Orestes.
Hold the boy! Hurt him not!
Hermione.
[In a stupefied tone.] His blood is running down the steps of the altar!
Pyrrhus.