Another. And none too soon!
Another. He'd pay his head else!
Cries without. Dion! Dion! Dion!
[Enter Dion with friends and citizens]
Dion. Shout not my name, for 'twas the noble stranger
Who won this night. Seek him, Calippus,—beg
His presence here with brow unhelmeted,
That we may look where valor hath her home.
Cal. He's gone, my lord.
Dion. Gone?