SCENE III. A highway between Rome and Antium.

Enter a Roman and a Volsce, meeting

ROMAN
I know you well, sir, and you know
me: your name, I think, is Adrian.

VOLSCE
It is so, sir: truly, I have forgot you.

ROMAN
I am a Roman; and my services are,
as you are, against 'em: know you me yet?

VOLSCE
Nicanor? no.

ROMAN
The same, sir.

VOLSCE
You had more beard when I last saw you; but your
favour is well approved by your tongue. What's the
news in Rome? I have a note from the Volscian state,
to find you out there: you have well saved me a
day's journey.