Act IIScene IV
Rome. A street
Enter Lepidus, Maecenas and Agrippa.
Lepidus
Trouble yourselves no further. Pray you hastenYour generals after.
Agrippa
Sir, Mark AntonyWill 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 MountBefore 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.