Then, when they meet, he dissembles his hurts, and cries:
Within these three hours, Tullus,
Alone I fought in your Corioli walls,
And made what work I pleased: ’tis not my blood
Wherein thou seest me mask’d: for thy revenge
Wrench up thy power to the highest.
(i. viii. 7.)
They are pledged to slay each other or be slain. Tullus has told the senators:
If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet,
’Tis sworn between us we shall ever strike