23.
LIONARDO
What would you do?
PAOLA
I said it.
LIONARDO
No, Paola no. 1 do beseech you.
Not this wild thought! believe me that you trust
Twee, in his greatness
PAOLA
His I miling eye weeks mine. (She waves her scarf from the
window
Weloome Remigio!
Alas, I fear thou wilt smile no more today.
LIONARDO
If conscience drive you to confessing all
Then put the sulame on me alone: tell him
I hid a notion in your wine: nay more --
Threatened, your life unless you yielded to me
But spare him knowledge of your fault. His pride
Is dearer to him than his wife. And that
Heernhrew in langhing worde – – in idle jest – –
Across the table at the Prince’s feast--
(I heard it well, I sat across from you
And as he making spoke your eyes sought mine.)
me not too soon-
PAOLA
ter night.
You still remember?
LIONARDO
He'll keep it, I assure you Paola--
His Caughing vor to bury his white testh