| ACT IV 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, | 5 |
| | 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 | 10 |
| | 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. | |
| Roman | There hath been in Rome strange insurrections; the | |
| | people against the senators, patricians, and nobles. | 15 |
| Volsce | Hath been! is it ended, then? Our state thinks not | |
| | so: they are in a most warlike preparation, and | |
| | hope to come upon them in the heat of their division. | |
| Roman | The main blaze of it is past, but a small thing | |
| | would make it flame again: for the nobles receive | 20 |
| | so to heart the banishment of that worthy | |
| | Coriolanus, that they are in a ripe aptness to take | |
| | all power from the people and to pluck from them | |
| | their tribunes for ever. This lies glowing, I can | |
| | tell you, and is almost mature for the violent | 25 |
| | breaking out. | |
| Volsce | Coriolanus banished! | |
| Roman | Banished, sir. | |
| Volsce | You will be welcome with this intelligence, Nicanor. | |
| Roman | The day serves well for them now. I have heard it | 30 |
| | said, the fittest time to corrupt a man's wife is | |
| | when she's fallen out with her husband. Your noble | |
| | Tullus Aufidius will appear well in these wars, his | |
| | great opposer, Coriolanus, being now in no request | |
| | of his country. | 35 |
| Volsce | He cannot choose. I am most fortunate, thus | |
| | accidentally to encounter you: you have ended my | |
| | business, and I will merrily accompany you home. | |
| Roman | I shall, between this and supper, tell you most | |
| | strange things from Rome; all tending to the good of | 40 |
| | their adversaries. Have you an army ready, say you? | |
| Volsce | A most royal one; the centurions and their charges, | |
| | distinctly billeted, already in the entertainment, | |
| | and to be on foot at an hour's warning. | |
| Roman | I am joyful to hear of their readiness, and am the | 45 |
| | man, I think, that shall set them in present action. | |
| | So, sir, heartily well met, and most glad of your company. | |
| Volsce | You take my part from me, sir; I have the most cause | |
| | to be glad of yours. | |
| Roman | Well, let us go together. | 50 |
| | Exeunt | |