He is not doubted. I believe you, but, Lucilius, tell me what he said exactly. As he hath used of old. His greeting was nice enough, but it was not as friendly as it used to be. You have described a good friend turning cold.
Faith has no tricks.
But faithless men are ready to run like a mad horse, make a gracious performance to show their courage. But when an important event occurs they lose their honor, and sink to a lower lever. They are going to divide forces tonight in Sardis, and the cavalry will come with Cassius. March gently on to meet him. He has arrived.