Filippo
What a strange idea! Tonight – by heaven! -
This is a novel way to spend his last remaining hours
And so assembles many guess in hasto.
Isabella
By all means let us go!
I think I shall find there, what I'm seeking.
(goes to edow with Ercole, Lucrezia joins them)
Filippo
(aside)
Has Beatrice heard this call?
Surely she must have done so
and will she go?
Why not! nothing is impossible!
Isabella
But tell me — who is the bridge?
Ercole
My news in this regard, is most surprising
She is the daughter of an heraldic engraver.
A simple maiden, but sixteen years of age –
And beautiful! Oh wondrous beautiful! Beyond compare!
Filippo
Her name is.
Ereole
Beatrice Nardi.
Filippo
What dist thou say! Repeat thy words?
Ercole
Beatrice -
But what moves you so?
Filippo
(t Il y a) to control his Hl.s.
A simple maiden? What! Are you less moved?
The name was -- Did Iunderstand you rightly
Menardi?