120There's a bargain made.
Now know you, Casca, I have mov'd already
Some certain of the noblest-minded Romans
To undergo[242] with me an enterprise
Of honourable-dangerous consequence;
125And I do know, by this[243] they stay for me
In Pompey's porch:[244] for now, this fearful night,
There is no stir or walking in the streets,
And the complexion of the element[245]