CASSIUS.
Portia, art thou gone?
BRUTUS.
No more, I pray you.
Messala, I have here received letters,
That young Octavius and Mark Antony
Come down upon us with a mighty power,
Bending their expedition toward Philippi.
MESSALA.
Myself have letters of the selfsame tenor.
BRUTUS.
With what addition?
MESSALA.
That by proscription and bills of outlawry
Octavius, Antony, and Lepidus
Have put to death an hundred Senators.
BRUTUS.
Therein our letters do not well agree.
Mine speak of seventy Senators that died
By their proscriptions, Cicero being one.
CASSIUS.
Cicero one!
MESSALA.
Cicero is dead,
And by that order of proscription.
Had you your letters from your wife, my lord?
BRUTUS.
No, Messala.
MESSALA.
Nor nothing in your letters writ of her?