[Enter two Senators and a Messenger]
- First Senator. Thou hast painfully discover'd: are his files
As full as thy report?
- Messenger. have spoke the least:
Besides, his expedition promises
- Messenger. I met a courier, one mine ancient friend;
Whom, though in general part we were opposed,
Yet our old love made a particular force,
And made us speak like friends: this man was riding
From Alcibiades to Timon's cave,
With letters of entreaty, which imported
His fellowship i' the cause against your city,
In part for his sake moved.
[Enter the Senators from TIMON]
- Third Senator. No talk of Timon, nothing of him expect.
The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful scouring
Doth choke the air with dust: in, and prepare:
Ours is the fall, I fear; our foes the snare.