SABINUS.
And bending to the better—Stay, who’s this?
Enter Satrius and Natta, with Cremutius Cordus guarded.
Cremutius Cordus! What! is he brought in?
ARRUNTIUS.
More blood into the banquet! Noble Cordus,
I wish thee good: be as thy writings, free,
And honest.
TIBERIUS.
What is he?
SEJANUS.
For the Annals, Cæsar.
PRÆCONES.
Cremutius Cordus!
CORDUS.
Here.
PRÆCONES.
Satrius Secundus,
Pinnarius Natta, you are his accusers.
ARRUNTIUS.
Two of Sejanus’ blood-hounds, whom he breeds
With human flesh, to bay at citizens.