Max. No.
Nig. He is murthered;
So ye shall find it mentioned from the Emperour;
And honest faithful Souldiers, but believe it;
For, by the gods, ye will find it so, he is murthered,
The manner how, read in the large Proscription.
Del. It is most true, Son; and he cozens ye,
Aper's a Villain false.
Dio. I thank ye, Mother,
And dare believe ye; hark ye, Sir, the recompence?
As ye related.
Nig. Is as firm as faith, Sir;
Bring him alive or dead.
Max. You took a fit time,
The General being out o' th' Town; for though we love him not,
Yet had he known this first, you had paid for't dearly.
Dio. 'Tis Niger, now I know him; honest Niger,
A true sound man, and I believe him constantly;
Your business may be done, make no great hurry
For your own safety.
Nig. No, I am gone; I thank ye. [Exit.
Dio. Pray, Maximinian, pray.
Max. I'll pray, and work too.