Tig. My house is burning, Cæsar!
Ner.Well! if it be?
By all the gods, vex me not now.
Tig.My house!
Ner. And what’s thy house, curse it? when half the city
Was burned to the ground, wert thou not cool? why now
Fume for thy house?
Tig.Cæsar, the Vatican!
Ner. The Vatican!
Tig.You may see it from the windows.