Ner.But nay, she stays.
Sen. That makes him dangerous.
Ner.Thy reason, Seneca?
Sen. I well can guess, Nero, your mother’s vein
With you in private: but ’twould much divert
Your inclination from it, could you know
Her latest way with me.
Ner.What hath she said?
Sen. Will you now think she hath urged Burrus and me
To set our honoured oaths and firm allegiance