Now I may reach him.—To save Piso, Rufus!—
Ruf. (to Flav., thrusting him back). Be still!
Tig. (looking up). Order! who speaks?
Ner. whispers to Tigellinus, who sets two Guards before Nero’s seat.
Ruf. (to Flav.). See, fool; he hath smelt thee.
Tig. I’ll ask Natalis further if he knew
Of any other chief man in the state
Cognizant of this plot, or joined therein.
Nat. Calpurnius Piso was the chief, my lord.
Tig. No other? and I have here thy writing!