Bru. Yes that thou did'st: Did'st thou see any thing?
Luc. Nothing my Lord
Bru. Sleepe againe Lucius: Sirra Claudio, Fellow,
Thou: Awake
Var. My Lord
Clau. My Lord
Bru. Why did you so cry out sirs, in your sleepe?
Both. Did we my Lord?
Bru. I: saw you any thing?
Var. No my Lord, I saw nothing
Clau. Nor I my Lord
Bru. Go, and commend me to my Brother Cassius:
Bid him set on his Powres betimes before,
And we will follow
Both. It shall be done my Lord.
Exeunt.
Actus Quintus.