Ch. 33: SCENE IV. Rome. A street.

SCENE IV. Rome. A street. ****

Enter Lepidus, Maecenas and Agrippa.

LEPIDUS.

Trouble yourselves no further. Pray you hasten

Your generals after.

AGRIPPA.

Sir, Mark Antony

Will e’en but kiss Octavia, and we’ll follow.

LEPIDUS.

Till I shall see you in your soldier’s dress,

Which will become you both, farewell.

MAECENAS.

We shall,

As I conceive the journey, be at the Mount

Before you, Lepidus.

LEPIDUS.

Your way is shorter;

My purposes do draw me much about.

You’ll win two days upon me.

BOTH.

Sir, good success!

LEPIDUS.

Farewell.

[_Exeunt. _]