Phil. Pray put your periods after news,
Not 'fore.
Mess. My lord, the tyrant's guards have made
A second murderous sally from the castle,
And with great brands of flame have fired the city!
Now Dionysius, knowing he must forego
The tyranny, would utterly destroy us,
And wipe from earthly chronicle the name
Of Syracuse!
Phil. I'll come ... when I have turned