Casca. Go to the pulpit, Brutus.
Dec. And Cassius too. 85
Bru. Where's Publius?
Cin. Here, quite confounded with this mutiny.
Met. Stand fast together, lest some friend of Cæsar's[3205]
Should chance—
Bru. Talk not of standing. Publius, good cheer; 90
There is no harm intended to your person,
Nor to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius.
Cas. And leave us, Publius; lest that the people
Rushing on us should do your age some mischief.
Bru. Do so: and let no man abide this deed 95
But we the doers.[3206]
Re-enter Trebonius.[3207]
Cas. Where is Antony?[3208]