[Exit Ghost][146]
Now I have taken heart thou vanishest:[147]
Ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee.
Boy, Lucius! Varro![132] Claudius! Sirs, awake!
290Claudius!
Lucius. The strings, my lord, are false.[148]
Brutus. He thinks he still is at his instrument.
Lucius, awake!
Lucius. My lord?