What is it, son of Aegeus? Tell me; I myself know nothing of what you inquire. Theseus They say a man—not from your city, yet of your race—has somehow thrown himself down, as a suppliant, at our altar of Poseidon, where I was sacrificing when I first set out here. Oedipus What land does he come form? What does he desire by his supplication? Theseus I know one thing only: they tell me he asks to speak briefly with you, a thing of no great burden. Oedipus On what topic? That suppliant state is of no small account. Theseus He asks, they say, no more than that he may confer with you, and return unharmed from his journey here. Oedipus Who can he be that implores the god in this way? Theseus Consider whether there is anyone in your race at Argos , who might desire this favor from you. Oedipus Dearest friend, say no more! Theseus What is wrong?