Enter Aeneas.
Aeneas.
Hector, what means it? Watchers in affright
Who gather shouting at thy doors, and then
Hold midnight council, shaking all our men?
Hector.
To arms, Aeneas! Arm from head to heel!
What is it? Tidings? Doth the Argive steal
Some march, some ambush in the day's eclipse?
Hector.
'Tis flight, man! They are marching to the ships.
Aeneas.