Lucius. No, sir; their hats[43] are pluck'd about their ears,
And half their faces buried in their cloaks,[44]
75That by no means I may discover them
By any mark of favour.[45]
Brutus.
Let 'em[46] enter.
[Exit Lucius][34]
They are the faction. O conspiracy,
Sham'st thou to show thy dangerous brow by night,
When evils[47] are most free? O, then, by day