Bru. Good night, good brother.[3489] 235
Tit. Mes. Good night, Lord Brutus.
Bru. Farewell, every one.
[Exeunt all but Brutus.[3490]
Re-enter Lucius, with the gown.
Give me the gown. Where is thy instrument?
Luc. Here in the tent.
Bru. What, thou speak'st drowsily?
Poor knave, I blame thee not; thou art o'er-watch'd.[3491]
Call Claudius and some other of my men;[3492] 240
I'll have them sleep on cushions in my tent.
Luc. Varro and Claudius![3492][3493][3494]
Enter Varro and Claudius.