From Acarnania. Have I sinned in resting here?
Priest.
No man of Phthia, for his life, would stay here in darkness! Saw you not anything?
Orestes.
What should I see?
Priest.
No changing manifold shapes, as of women or winged things?
Orestes.
[Harshly.] I saw nought but what I have seen on a thousand nights. Enough! If I have offended any goddess I will make amends.
[He begins to wring off a pendant from a gold chain that he wears, and moves towards the altar.