Yes, yes; the Gods will bear it—partly.
Lysander
No one can lead but you. We are of one accord.
Phocion
I will lead, Lysander. Have no fear. Of myself I do not think. (Looks out.) The moon is up. I see the evening star o’er Salamis. They will be here very shortly.
Lysander
We are quite safe here. I took the password round myself at noon.
Phocion
We cannot be too cautious. Alexander’s spies are more numerous than the bees upon Hymettus. They can sting as sharply too.