Come with speed!
We are betray'd,—brief time remains for flight.
(He perceives the king.)
THOAS (laying his hand on his sword)
None in my presence with impunity
His naked weapon wears.
IPHIGENIA
Do not profane
Diana's sanctuary with rage and blood.
Command your people to forbear awhile,
And listen to the priestess, to the sister.
ORESTES
Say, who is he that threatens us?
IPHIGENIA
In him
Revere the king, who was my second father.
Forgive me, brother, that my childlike heart
Hath plac'd our fate thus wholly in his hands.
I have betray'd your meditated flight,
And thus from treachery redeem'd my soul.