Livia serves him, she hates him for the tyrant he is; she has opened my eyes.

And not for himself, no, for his revenge on me, for my name to be as my face is.

He tossed me to his dogs; fair game for them! You do well, Janey; he is capable of any villany.

And has been calling at Livia's door twice a day, inquiring anxiously; begs the first appointment possible.

He has no shame; he is accustomed to buy men and women; he thinks his money will buy my pardon, give my face a new skin, perhaps.