FIRST COUNTRYMAN (anxiously). What troubles thee?
SECOND COUNTRYMAN. Look thou into that other street! It, too, is full of people, and yet none are gone from here.
FIRST COUNTRYMAN. Some awful accident hath called them from all parts of the city. We must find out what it may be.
[A MERCHANT passes.]
SECOND COUNTRYMAN (to Merchant). I pray thee stop, citizen.
(The Merchant stops.)
Canst thou tell us what dreadful thing hath befallen this city?
MERCHANT. What do you mean?
[TWO CITY WAGS pass; they stop to listen.]
SECOND COUNTRYMAN. Whither do they go, these vast multitudes? What dreadful thing go they to see?