Will he permit our peaceable return?
IPHIGENIA
Thy gleaming sword forbids me to reply.
ORESTES (sheathing his sword)
Then speak! thou seest I listen to thy words.
SCENE V
ORESTES, IPHIGENIA, THOAS
Enter PYLADES, soon after him ARKAS both with drawn swords.
PYLADES
Do not delay! our friends are putting forth
Their final strength, and, yielding step by step,
Are slowly driven backward to the sea.—
A conference of princes find I here?
Is this the sacred person of the king?