Casca.
Peace, ho! Cæsar speaks.
Cæsar.
Calpurnia!
Calpurnia. Here, my lord.
Cæsar. Stand you directly in Antonius'[53][54] way,
When he doth run his course. Antonius![55]
5Antony. Cæsar, my lord?
Cæsar. Forget not, in your speed, Antonius,
To touch Calpurnia; for our elders say,