Casca. Nay, an I tell you that, I'll ne'er look you i' the[2938]
face again: but those that understood him smiled at one
another and shook their heads; but for mine own part, it 280
was Greek to me. I could tell you more news too: Marullus[2939]
and Flavius, for pulling scarfs off Cæsar's images, are
put to silence. Fare you well. There was more foolery
yet, if I could remember it.
Cas. Will you sup with me to-night, Casca? 285
Casca. No, I am promised forth.
Cas. Will you dine with me to-morrow?
Casca. Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and your[2940]
dinner worth the eating.[2941]
Cas. Good; I will expect you. 290
Casca. Do so: farewell, both. [Exit.
Bru. What a blunt fellow is this grown to be!
He was quick mettle when he went to school.[2942]
Cas. So is he now in execution
Of any bold or noble enterprise, 295
However he puts on this tardy form.
This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit,
Which gives men stomach to digest his words[2943]
With better appetite.[2944]
Bru. And so it is. For this time I will leave you:[2945] 300
To-morrow, if you please to speak with me,[2946]
I will come home to you, or, if you will,[2947]
Come home to me and I will wait for you.[2948]