Act 2, Scene 4
The same. A street.
Enter LEPIDUS, MAECENAS, 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.
Maecenas
We shall,
As I conceive the journey, be at the Mount
Before you, Lepidus.
Lepidus
Your way is shorter;
My purposes do draw me much about:
You'll win two days upon me.
Maecenas and Agrippa
Sir, good success!
Lepidus
Farewell. Exeunt.