To send to the Greek camp. If there we learn Of some plot hatching, on the man’s return I straight will call thee and share counsels. So. But wait attentive. If he says they go Shipward and plan to escape, one trumpet call Shall warn thee, and I wait no more, but fall On camp and hulls, or ever dawn can rise. AENEAS. Aye, haste and send him. Now thy plans are wise, And when need comes I am with thee, sword by sword. [Exit AENEAS. HECTOR (turning to the Guards and other soldiers). Ye gathered Trojans, sharers of my word, Who dares to creep through the Greek lines alone? Who will so help his fatherland? Doth none Offer? Must I do everything, one hand Alone, to save our allies and our land? [A lean dark man pushes forward from the back. DOLON P. 10, l. 150 ff., Dolon.]—The name is derived from dolos , craft. In our version of Homer Dolon merely wears, over his tunic, the skin of a grey wolf. He has a leather cap and a bow. In the play he goes, as Red Indian spies used to go, actually disguised as a wolf, on all fours in a complete wolf-skin. The same version is found on the Munich cylix of the early vase-painter Euphronius (about 500 B.C.), in which Dolon wears a tight-fitting hairy skin with a long tail. The plan can of course only succeed in a country where wild animals are common enough to be thought unimportant. The playwright has evidently chosen a more primitive and romantic version of the story; the Homeric reviser has, as usual, cut out what might seem ridiculous. (See J. A. K. Thomson in Classical Review, xxv. pp. 238 f.). I, Prince!—I offer for our City’s sake To go disguised to the Greek ships, to make Their counsels mine, and here bring word to thee. If that be thy full service, I agree. HECTOR. Dolon the Wolf! A wise wolf and a true! Thy father’s house was praised when first I knew Troy : this shall raise it twofold in our eyes. DOLON. ’Tis wise to do good work, but also wise To pay the worker. Aye, and fair reward Makes twofold pleasure, though the work be hard. HECTOR. So be it: an honest rule. Do thou lay down What guerdon likes thee best—short of my crown. DOLON. I care not for thy crowned and care-fraught life. HECTOR. Wouldst have a daughter of the King to wife? DOLON. I seek no mate that might look down on me.