_Nero_. Ha done, Thou'ilt reckon all Rome anone; and so thou maist, Th'are villaines all, Ile not trust one of them. O that the _Romanes_ had all but one necke! _Poppea_. _Pisoes_ slie creeping into mens affections And popular arts have given long cause of doubt; And th'others late observed discontents, Risen from misinterpreted disgraces, May make us credit this relation. _Nero_. Where are they? come they not upon us yet? See the Guard doubled, see the Gates shut up. Why, they'le surprise us in our Court anon. _Mili_. Not so, my Lord; they are at _Pisoes_ house And thinke themselves yet safe and undiscry'd. _Nero_. Lets thither then, And take them in this false security. _Tigell_. 'Twere better first to publish them traytors. _Nimph_. That were to make them so And force them all upon their Enemies. Now without stirre or hazard theyle be tane And boldly triall dare and law demaund; Besides, this accusation may be forg'd By mallice or mistaking. _Poppea_. What likes you doe, _Nimphidius_, out of hand: Two waies distract when either would prevaile. If they, suspecting but this fellowes absence, Should try the Citie and attempt their friends How dangerous might _Pisoes_ favour be? _Nimph_. I to himselfe[67] would make the matter cleare Which now upon one servants credit stands. The Cities favour keepes within the bonds Of profit, they'le love none to hurt themselves; Honour and friendship they heare others name, Themselves doe neither feele nor know the same. To put them yet (though needlesse) in some feare Weele keepe their streets with armed companies; Then, if they stirre, they see their wives and houses Prepar'd a pray to th'greedy Souldier. _Poppea_. Let us be quicke then, you to _Pisoes_ house, While I and _Tigellinus_ further sift This fellowes knowledge. [_Ex. omnes praeter Nero_.