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Old Man.
Not
Within the city walls, however hot
Thy spirit.
Orestes.
Ha! With watchers doth he go
Begirt, and mailèd pikemen?
Old Man.
Even so:
He lives in fear of thee, and night nor day
Hath slumber.
Orestes.
That way blocked!—'Tis thine to say
What next remains.
Old Man.
I will; and thou give ear.
A thought has found me!
Orestes.
All good thoughts be near,
For thee to speak and me to understand!
Old Man.
But now I saw Aegisthus, close at hand
As here I journeyed.
Orestes.
That good word shall trace
My path for me! Thou saw'st him? In what place?
