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Enter Chrysothemis, from the right.
 I am pursued by joy, dear sister, and I disregard seemliness in order to come with speed. I bring joyful news to relieve your former troubles and grief. Electra
 And from where could you find help for my sufferings, when no cure for them can be imagined? Chrysothemis
Orestes is with us—know this from my lips—plainly visible, just as you see me now. Electra
What, are you insane, poor girl?  Do you laugh at my sorrows and your own? Chrysothemis
No, by our father's hearth, I do not speak in mockery. I tell you that he truly is with us. Electra
Ah, miserable girl! And from whom on earth have you heard this tale, which you believe so lightly? Chrysothemis
 I have it on my own knowledge, no one else's; I have seen clear proofs. Electra
What have you seen, poor girl, to warrant your belief? What did you see, that you are warmed by this unquenchable fire? Chrysothemis
Now, for the gods' love, listen, so that you may know  the rest from me before deciding whether I am sane or foolish. Electra
Speak on, then, if you find pleasure in speaking.
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