ARRUNTIUS. The fiends they are, To suffer thee belie ’em. TERENTIUS. I have here His last and present letters, where he writes him, The partner of his cares, and his Sejanus.— LACO. But is that true? it is prohibited To sacrifice unto him? TERENTIUS. Some such thing Cæsar makes scruple of, but forbids it not; No more than to himself: says he could wish It were forborn to all. LACO. Is it no other? TERENTIUS. No other, on my trust. For your more surety, Here is that letter too. ARRUNTIUS. How easily Do wretched men believe, what they would have! Looks this like plot? LEPIDUS. Noble Arruntius, stay. LACO. He names him here without his titles. LEPIDUS. Note! ARRUNTIUS. Yes, and come off your notable fool. I will LACO. No other than Sejanus. POMPONIUS. That’s but haste In him that writes: here he gives large amends. MARCUS LEPIDUS. And with his own hand written? POMPONIUS. Yes. LACO. Indeed? TERENTIUS. Believe it, gentlemen, Sejanus’ breast Never received more full contentments in, Than at this present. POMPONIUS. Takes he well the escape Of young Caligula, with Macro? TERENTIUS. Faith, At the first air it somewhat troubled him. LEPIDUS. Observe you? ARRUNTIUS. Nothing; riddles. Till I see Sejanus struck, no sound thereof strikes me. [_Exeunt Arruntius and Lepidus._] POMPONIUS. I like it not. I muse he would not attempt Somewhat against him in the consulship, Seeing the people ’gin to favour him. TERENTIUS. He doth repent it now; but he has employ’d Pagonianus after him: and he holds That correspondence there, with all that are Near about Cæsar, as no thought can pass Without his knowledge, thence in act to front him. POMPONIUS. I gratulate the news. LACO. But how comes Macro So in trust and favour with Caligula? POMPONIUS. O, sir, he has a wife; and the young prince An appetite: he can look up, and spy Flies in the roof, when there are fleas i’ the bed; And hath a learned nose to assure his sleeps. Who to be favour’d of the rising sun, Would not lend little of his waning moon? It is the saf’st ambition. Noble Terentius! TERENTIUS. The night grows fast upon us. At your service. [_Exeunt._] ACT V SCENE I.—An Apartment in SEJANUS’ House. Enter Sejanus.