[Exeunt]
[ V. 5 Scene V.][109] Another part of the field[110]
Enter Brutus, Dardanius, Clitus, Strato, and Volumnius
Brutus. Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock.
Clitus. Statilius show'd the torch-light, but, my lord;
He came not back. He is or ta'en or slain.[111]
Brutus. Sit thee down, Clitus: slaying is the word;
5It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.
[Whispering][112]