Orestes.
Nay, it may be that the voice was not his father's, after all. But the gods——
Priest.
See that your tongue offend not, stranger!
Orestes.
So be it. Well, in the end he recked not of the gods. He cared not how sore they hated him, and cared not if he lived or died.
Molossus.
And what did he do?
Orestes.