Nero heard the account with pleasure. He saw in the sport of his imagination, a set of men assembled at a convivial party, and every moment expecting their final doom. He laughed at their distress, and said facetiously, "They have paid for their consular supper."
Bitartean, tropak harekin mahaian zeudenak inguratu eta oso gau berandura arte ez zien joaten utzi, Neronek, haien mahaiko azken izua imajinatuz eta isekatuz, kontsul otordu harengatik nahikoa sufritu zutela esan arte.