Octavian.
Yes. They talk of him as a son of Julius, don’t they?
Cleopatra.
He is a son of Julius.
Octavian.
A sort of relation of mine, then? I must really make his acquaintance. Can you give me his address?
Cleopatra.
[Sulkily.] No. If you want him, you will have to find him for yourself.
Octavian.
[Blandly.] I shall find him, dearest Queen. You need be under no apprehensions about that.