His wings were spread abroad on either side as wide as the well-made and well-bolted door of a rich man's chamber.

He came to them flying over the city upon their right hands, and when they saw him they were glad and their hearts took comfort within them.

The old man made haste to mount his chariot, and drove out through the inner gateway and under the echoing gatehouse of the outer court.

Before him went the mules drawing the four-wheeled waggon, and driven by wise Idaeus; behind these were the horses, which the old man lashed with his whip and drove swiftly through the city, while his friends followed after, wailing and lamenting for him as though he were on his road to death.

As soon as they had come down from the city and had reached the plain, his sons and sons-in-law who had followed him went back to Ilius.
But Priam and Idaeus as they showed out upon the plain did not escape the ken of all-seeing Jove, who looked down upon the old man and pitied him; then he spoke to his son Mercury and said, "Mercury, for it is you who are the most disposed to escort men on their way, and to hear those whom you will hear, go, and so conduct Priam to the ships of the Achaeans that no other of the Danaans shall see him nor take note of him until he reach the son of Peleus." Thus he spoke and Mercury, guide and guardian, slayer of Argus, did as he was told.