TITUS.
Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with me,
Or else I’ll call my brother back again
And cleave to no revenge but Lucius.
TAMORA.
[Aside to them.] What say you, boys? Will you abide with him,
Whiles I go tell my lord the emperor
How I have governed our determined jest?
Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him fair,
And tarry with him till I come again.
TITUS.
[Aside.] I knew them all, though they suppose me mad,
And will o’erreach them in their own devices,
A pair of cursed hell-hounds and their dam.
DEMETRIUS.
Madam, depart at pleasure; leave us here.
TAMORA.
Farewell, Andronicus. Revenge now goes
To lay a complot to betray thy foes.
TITUS.
I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell.
[Exit Tamora.]
CHIRON.
Tell us, old man, how shall we be employed?
TITUS.
Tut, I have work enough for you to do.
Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine.
Enter Publius and others.