Enter Aurelius, Uter, Pascentius, and Flavia.
Aur. You, then, escap’d, disguis’d in man’s attire?
Fla. ’Tis true, I did; but ne’er hath rapier yet
Adorn’d a side less fitting to support it.
Aur. To you, Pascentius, my best thanks are due.
Pas. Nay, nay; ’tis little that to me you owe.
Fla. Indeed, but for his aid, I long, ere this
Had broke my sacred vow, and wedded death.
Uter. Brother, the enemy is near at hand;
Straight let us forth, and range our troops for battle.