Oh, the Trojan has not dwelt in the King's house these ten years back. She begged him for a hut in the mountain, and he gave it her.
Orestes.
She begged to be sent away! How was that?
Priest.
Why should a woman wish to live in secret, and not be seen? [Slight pause.] There be wise women among the barbarians.
Orestes.
Wise in bad drugs and magic; I know no other wisdom in them.
Priest.
You have said it! There is a prophet here who knows of counter-charms—I gave him three ewes for this that I wear—[showing a charm made of wolves' teeth]—else I durst not face her!