Bru. Euery thing is well
Cassi. Good night my Lord
Bru. Good night good Brother
Tit. Messa. Good night Lord Brutus
Bru. Farwell euery one.
Exeunt.
Giue me the Gowne. Where is thy Instrument?
Luc. Heere in the Tent
Bru. What, thou speak'st drowsily?
Poore knaue I blame thee not, thou art ore-watch'd.
Call Claudio, and some other of my men,
Ile haue them sleepe on Cushions in my Tent
Luc. Varrus, and Claudio.
Enter Varrus and Claudio.
Var. Cals my Lord?
Bru. I pray you sirs, lye in my Tent and sleepe,
It may be I shall raise you by and by
On businesse to my Brother Cassius