He is one of my centurions.
Ner.Question him.
Tig. (who is standing by Epicharis, to Nero). Epicharis is dead.
Ner. Ye have killed her, fools?
Hath she got quit?
Tig.’Twas her own doing, Cæsar:
She meshed her neck among the cords, and so
Hath reft her of what little life remained.
Ner. Remove her to the prison, and let physicians
Attend her at once.