Slave. I do,
And know his heart—his traitor heart.
Aris. Speak, man.
Slave. You love the noble Dion?
Aris. [Starts] Dion? Ay,
I love him well.
Slave. Sir, Heraclides comes
To slay him. Dion, the good! But you will save him!
�gisthus and Callorus aid my master.
They're bringing Dion here.