But through the town below a horseman spurs I think, Count Lucio!

YesCount Lucio!

Lucio.

Why, what's the matter? Lucio.

Release? Lucio (mocking a chant within the Chapel).

Count Lucio, These seven years agone, when the Duke sailed, You were a childa pretty, forward boy; And I a young lieutenant of the Guard, Burning to serve abroad.

But hear me swear by them, Count Lucio Who slights our Regent throws his glove to me.

And well, though weary? Lucio.

Lord Lucio, You named the Countess Fulvia.

Her brother Lucio, controlling himself with an effort, kisses her hand and conducts her to the marble bench, which serves for her Chair of State.

no, no! Lucio.

dear Lucio!

She takes Lucio's hand and speaks, petting it.

Lucio (between sullenness and shame, with a glance at Cesario).

Forgive me, Lucio!

List to me, Lucio: listen, brother dear, First playmate-child, tending whose innocence Myself learned motherhood.

My Lucio, Follow not that! Lucio.

Lucetta, here Lucio.

Lucio, This woman nought gainsays.

Lucio, remain.

[Exeunt the Countess Fulvia, Cesario following] Lucio.

Lucio, Cesario, all the Court, group themselves round her as the Duke enters.

Wife, make an end with forms! Lucio (to Cesario).

Lucio (exclaims).

Another excellent fish for the table is the Pike-Perch, (Lucio-Perca) or Glass-Eyed Pike, from his large, brilliant eyes.