SATRIUS.
My lord, Sertorius Macro is without,
Alone, and prays t’ have private conference
In business of high nature with your lordship,
He says to me, and which regards you much.
SEJANUS.
Let him come here.
SATRIUS.
Better, my lord, Withdraw:
You will betray what store and strength of friends
Are now about you; which he comes to spy.
SEJANUS.
Is he not arm’d?
SATRIUS.
We’ll search him.
SEJANUS.
No; but take,
And lead him to some room, where you conceal’d
May keep a guard upon us. [Exit Satrius.] Noble Laco,
You are our trust; and till our own cohorts
Can be brought up, your strengths must be our guard.
Now, good Minutius, honour’d Latiaris,
[He salutes them humbly.]
Most worthy and my most unwearied friends:
I return instantly.
[Exit.]
LATIARIS.
Most worthy lord.