Scene IV

The same. A street

Enter Lepidus, Mecaenas, 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.

Mecaenas

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.

Mecaenas, Agrippa

Sir, good success!

Lepidus

Farewell.

Exeunt