Enter a Messenger.
MESSENGER.
The nobles in great earnestness are going
All to the Senate House. Some news is coming
That turns their countenances.
SICINIUS.
’Tis this slave—
Go whip him ’fore the people’s eyes—his raising,
Nothing but his report.
MESSENGER.
Yes, worthy sir,
The slave’s report is seconded, and more,
More fearful, is delivered.
SICINIUS.
What more fearful?
MESSENGER.
It is spoke freely out of many mouths—
How probable I do not know—that Martius,
Joined with Aufidius, leads a power ’gainst Rome
And vows revenge as spacious as between
The young’st and oldest thing.
SICINIUS.
This is most likely!
BRUTUS.
Raised only that the weaker sort may wish
Good Martius home again.
SICINIUS.
The very trick on ’t.
MENENIUS.
This is unlikely;
He and Aufidius can no more atone
Than violent’st contrariety.