Achil. Good day, good day.
Men. How do you? how do you? [Exit.[1699]
Achil. What, does the cuckold scorn me?
Ajax. How now, Patroclus! 65
Achil. Good morrow, Ajax.
Ajax. Ha?[1700]
Achil. Good morrow.[1701]
Ajax. Ay, and good next day too. [Exit.[1702]
Achil. What mean these fellows? Know they not Achilles?[1703] 70
Patr. They pass by strangely: they were used to bend,[1704]
To send their smiles before them to Achilles,
To come as humbly as they used to creep[1705][1706]
To holy altars.[1705]