TRIO.
I must entreat you, Cotta, on your honour
Not to reveal it.
COTTA.
On my life, sir.
LATIARIS.
Say.
COTTA.
Is to receive the tribunitial power.
But, as you are an honourable man,
Let me conjure you not to utter it;
For it is trusted to me with that bond.
LATIARIS.
I am Harpocrates.
TERENTIUS.
Can you assure it?
POMPONIUS.
The consul told it me, but keep it close.
MINUTIUS.
Lord Latiaris, what’s the news?
LATIARIS.
I’ll tell you;
But you must swear to keep it secret.
Enter Sejanus.