Where was he when the hunters met the beast?Where, when we sank beneath the Argive spear?LEADER.Well may’st thou mock and blame thy friend. Yet hereHe comes with help for Troy. Accept him thou.HECTOR.We are enough, who have held the wall till now.LEADER.Master, dost think already that our foeIs ta’en?HECTOR.I do. To-morrow’s light will show.LEADER.Have care. Fate often flings a backward cast.HECTOR.I hate the help that comes when need is past . . .Howbeit, once come, I bid him welcome hereAs guest—not war-friend; guest to share our cheer.The thanks are lost, he might have won from us.LEADER.My general, to reject an ally thusMust needs make hatred.SHEPHERD.The mere sight of thoseI saw would sure cast fear upon our foes.HECTOR.(yielding reluctantly, with a laugh)Ah, well; thy words are prudent; and (To SHEPHERD) thine eyesSee glorious things. With all these panopliesOf gold that filled our Shepherd’s heart with joy,