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Ah, what misery! Now, indeed, Orestes, I must mourn your misfortune, since even dead as you are  you are abused by this woman, your mother! Is it not just fine? Clytaemnestra
You certainly are not, but he is fine as he is. Electra
Listen to her, Nemesis of the recently departed! Clytaemnestra
She has heard who should be heard, and has ordained well. Electra
Abuse us! Fortune is with you today. Clytaemnestra
 You and Orestes will not stop me, then, will you? Electra
It is we who are stopped; we cannot stop you. Clytaemnestra
Your coming, sir, deserves large recompense, if you have stopped her clamorous tongue. Paedagogus
Then I would take my leave, if all is well. Clytaemnestra
 Not so; your welcome would then be unworthy of me, and of my ally who sent you. No, come in. Leave her out here to shout out loud her misfortunes and those of her friends.Clytaemnestra and the Paedagogus enter the house.
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