Was to have brought your executioners.
Aur. Oh! would it had been so. Uter support me!
Uter. Let us retire awhile, my gentle brother;
Hereafter, we will send and question thee,
Touching thy tidings, and their direful cause.
[Exeunt.
SCENE II.—ROME.
Enter Aurelius, Uter, and Messenger.
Aur. Our friends in England, then, have thought it fitting,
That, on receipt of these, thy woful letters,