Scene VII The gates of Corioli.

[TITUS LARTIUS, having set a guard upon
Corioli, going with drum and trumpet toward
COMINIUS and CAIUS MARCIUS, enters with
Lieutenant, other Soldiers, and a Scout]
LARTIUS So, let the ports be guarded: keep your duties,
As I have set them down. If I do send, dispatch
Those centuries to our aid: the rest will serve
For a short holding: if we lose the field,
We cannot keep the town.
Lieutenant Fear not our care, sir.
LARTIUS Hence, and shut your gates upon's.
Our guider, come; to the Roman camp conduct us.
[Exeunt]