Electra. Kerry Greenwood

outside and a cool light was bleaching my little oil lamp's flame. I had stood and woven all night. As I stretched, taking the stiffness out of my back, I saw that all the people in the room, even sleepy Eumides, were smiling at me, and I blushed.

      Then I said to the Healer, 'How can we save Clea?' and Cassandra smiled and said, 'I think we shall have another miracle.'