Nat. Yes, believe me. But you will find him cautious and delicate in speaking of it.
Fla. If he speak not, how shall we trust him? He may turn on us.
Nat. My life for yours; my assurance; what oath you will . . .
Ruf. We know, Natalis, thou art a man of honour,
One that would not deceive us, wert thou not
As heartily with us as I know thou art.
Nat. I am much hurt that Flavus questions Piso.
Ruf. He knows not, sir, the perfect intimacy
’Twixt Piso and thee. For my part, I should think
Piso unreliable, if I should find him