ORESTES : Just to see the outline of your suffering. ELEKTRA : Yet this is only a fraction of it you see. ORESTES : What could be worse than this? ELEKTRA : To live in the same house with killers. ORESTES : What killers? What evil are you hinting at? ELEKTRA : My own father’s killers. And I serve them as a slave. By compulsion. ORESTES : Who compels you? ELEKTRA : Mother she is called. Mother she is not.
