As thou wert none of mine? I’ll force thee to it
And not be sent by him,
But bring myself my soul to Antony.
(turns aside, and then shows her arm bloody)
Take hence; the work is done.
Serapion (within). Break ope the door
And guard the traitor well.
Charmian. The next is ours.
Iras. Now, Charmian, be too worthy
Of our great queen and mistress.