Ner.Why, thou must go.
[Exit Nero carrying out Poppæa.
Bur. (solus). Be hanged! the fool’s gone too.
Re-enter Nero.
Ner.Now, Burrus, now.
Art thou my friend?
Bur.—We are alone, and while
There’s none to hear, you must excuse a soldier
If he speak plainly, Cæsar.
Ner.Indeed, Burrus,2120