Rome. A street

Enter LEPIDUS, MÆCENAS, and AGRIPPA

    LEPIDUS.
Trouble yourselves no further. Pray you hasten
Your generals after.

    AGRIPPA.
                                Sir, Mark Antony
Will e’en but kiss Octavia, and we’ll follow.

    LEPIDUS.
Till I shall see you in your soldier’s dress,
Which will become you both, farewell.

    MÆCENAS.
                                                        We shall,
As I conceive the journey, be at th’ Mount
Before you, Lepidus.

    LEPIDUS.
                                Your way is shorter;
My purposes do draw me much about.
You’ll win two days upon me.

    BOTH.
                                        Sir, good success!

    LEPIDUS.
Farewell.[Exeunt