st Marinelli, contrive something for
me. What would you do, were you in my situation?
MARINELLI.
Above all things, I should regard a trifle as a trifle--and say to
myself that I would not be what I am for nothing--your Highness!
PRINCE.
Delude me not with a power of which I can, on this occasion, make no
use. To-day, said you?--This very day?
MARINELLI.
To-day it is to take place;--but it is only things which have taken
place that cannot be recalled. (_After a short pause_.) Prince, will
you let me act as I please? Will you approve all I do?
PRINCE.
Anything, Marinelli, which can avert this blow.
MARINELLI.
Then let us lose no time. You must not remain in town, but go to your
palace at Dosalo. The road to Sabionetta passes it. Should I not
succeed in removing the Count, I think--yes, yes, he will be caught in
that snare without doubt. You wish to send an ambassador to Massa
respecting your marriage. Let the Count be ambassador, and order him to
depart this very day.
PRINCE.
Excellent!--Bring him to my palace.--Haste, haste!--I will leave town
instantly. (_Exit_ Marinelli.)
Scene VII.
PRINCE.
Instantly, instantly. Where is it? (_Turns to the portrait_) On the
ground! That was too bad. (_Takes it up_) But look! And yet I will look
at thee no more now. Why should I plunge the arrow deeper into the
wound? (_Lays it on the table_). I have suffered and sighed long
enough--longer than I ought, but done nothing, and my listless
inactivity had nearly ruined all.--And may not all yet be lost? May not
Marinelli fail? Why should I rely on him alone?--It occurs to me that
at this hour (_looks at his watch_) at this very hour, the pious girl
daily attends mass at the church of the Dominicans. How, if I attempted
to address her there? But to-day--the day of her marriage--her heart
will be occupied with other things than mass. Yet, who knows?--'tis but
a step--(_rings, and whilst he hastily arranges the papers on the
table_)--
_Enter_ Servant.
My carriage!--Have none of the council arrived?
SERVANT.
Camillo Rota waits without.
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