AJAX.
No, yonder ’tis;
There, where we see the lights.
HECTOR.
I trouble you.
AJAX.
No, not a whit.
ULYSSES.
Here comes himself to guide you.
Re-enter Achilles.
ACHILLES.
Welcome, brave Hector; welcome, Princes all.
AGAMEMNON.
So now, fair Prince of Troy, I bid good night;
Ajax commands the guard to tend on you.
HECTOR.
Thanks, and good night to the Greeks’ general.
MENELAUS.
Good night, my lord.
HECTOR.
Good night, sweet Lord Menelaus.