Ner. Paris, await without; the rest go home.
[Anic. Tig. and Par. go out: Poppæa tarries.
Pop. (to Nero). Oh, do not trust this man!
Ner. (to Pop.)He’s not my enemy.
Pop. I fear to leave thee with him.
Ner.Have no fear.
Pop. Could he not kill thee?
Ner.Nay, nay.
Pop.Oh, he will.
Alas! alas! Oh! oh![Faints.