Around her villa, fearing lest the people
Should force their way within, or she escape.
Give me the word and I will slay her there.
Ner. Fool, I can give no word. Think when ’tis done,
If I should punish thee less for that deed
Than for thy late misdoing. What is this?
Enter Officer of the Guard. Petronius follows.
OFFICER.
The Augusta, Cæsar, sends a freedman hither,
One Agerinus, with a letter.