Oc. Dionysius!
Diony. Ha! You, Ocrastes? Know to whom you speak!
Oc. My lord, you would not dare——
Diony. Not dare? That word
Is strange to me. Will some good scholar here
Tell me its meaning?
Oc. Pardon, mighty lord.
I sought to warn you that the wife of Dion——
Diony. Your blood moves hotly off in Dion's cause,
And warning from our chief suspected foe——