Ste. They come for us.
Pel. I hear my name.
We'll out and greet them.
Ste. No, my friend.
Let them come in unnoted.
Pel. Ay, we'll sit
Withdrawn, in gentle argument. Here's shade.
[They go aside. Enter Lysander, Agis, Creon, Menas, and a score of Spartans and Athenians]
Lys. Is Stesilaus here? We must be heard.
Arc. He's here.
Menas. And Pelagon! Where's Pelagon?
Sac. His good ear's toward, sir.
Pel. [Unable to keep aside] Did I not hear
My name?