Act 3 — Scene 2
Frank Justus Miller translation
A dark street near the Ida gate. Æneas, Anchises, and Ascanius as before. Suddenly through the darkness there comes the distant sound of feet and shouting as of pursuers.
Anchises, peering in the direction of the sound (733, 734):
Oh, speed thy steps, my son; the foe are near;
I see their gleaming shields and flashing spears.
At this Æneas hastens his steps and leaves the scene, his band hurrying after him.