CRESSIDA Hector’s a gallant man.— [Turning to greet him.] Good morrow, Uncle Pandarus.
PANDARUS [Smiling.] Good morrow, Cousin Cressid. [Trumpets are sounded, off left.] Hark! They are coming from the field. Shall we stand up here and see them as they pass toward Ilium?
CRESSIDA At your pleasure.
[They move to a better vantage. At a gesture from Cressida the Attendant departs.]
PANDARUS Here, here’s an excellent place. I’ll tell you them all by their names, as they pass by; but mark Troilus above the rest.
CRESSIDA [With a reproving laugh.] Speak not so loud.
[Below, from the left, Trojan warriors, in battle gear, begin to pass by, through the admiring populace who cheer them occasionally. Among them ÆNEAS PASSES
PANDARUS That’s Æneas: is not that a brave man? He’s one of the flowers of Troy, I can tell you. But mark Troilus; you shall see anon. ANTENOR PASSES
CRESSIDA Who’s that?
PANDARUS That’s Antenor: he’s one o’ the soundest judgments in Troy. But when comes Troilus? I’ll show you Troilus anon. If he sees me, you shall see him nod at me.