BENVOLIO: Your servants were fighting your enemy's men when I got here. I drew my sword to part them. Then, that hothead Tybalt showed up—he taunted me and whipped his sword around.
As we were trading blows, more and more people joined the fight, until the prince came and broke it up.
LADY MONTAGUE: Where's Romeo? Have you seen him? Oh, I'm glad he wasn't here for this.
BENVOLIO: Madam, I had a lot on my mind this morning, so just before dawn I went for a walk.
Underneath the sycamore grove on the west side of the city, I saw your son.
I made for him, but he saw me and stole into the woods.
I assumed he was feeling the same way I was...wanting to be alone.
I was only too happy to keep to myself.