JASON. 'Tis scarce one moon since I set foot on land.
KING. What of the golden prize ye sought? Is't won?
JASON. The king who set the task—he hath it now.
KING. Why art thou banished from thy fatherland?
JASON. They drove me forth—homeless I wander now.
KING. Ay, but why banished? I must see this clear.
JASON. They charged me with a foul, accursèd crime.
KING. Truly or falsely? Answer me this first.
JASON. A false charge! By the gods I swear, 'tis false!
KING (swiftly grasping JASON's hand and leading him forward).