Cur. If she mean what she writes, as't may be probable,
'Twill be the happiest vantage we can lean to.
Jun. I'll pawn my soul she means truth.
Dec. Think an hour more,
Then if your confidence grow stronger on ye,
We'll set in with ye.
Jun. Nobly done; I thank ye;
Ye know the time.
Cur. We will be either ready
To give ye present counsell, or joyn with ye.
Enter Swetonius, Petillius, and Demetrius, Macer.
Jun. No more as ye are Gentlemen. The general.
Swet. Draw out apace, the enemy waits for us;
Are ye all ready?
Jun. All our Troops attend, Sir.
Swet. I am glad to hear you say so, Junius.
I hope ye are dispossest.