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UGOLINO.
What do you there, man?
Orsi. O, good Caliari!
Here's a sight will turn your eyes to fountains,
Our friend Serassi bath'd in his own blood.
Cali. Merciful heavens, who has done this deed?
Orsi. Nay, I know not, a little lying varlet
Led me thro' every kennel he could find,
To meet a lady, an I had him here now,
I'd brain him for't.
Cali. Whither went he, then?
Orsi. Whisk'd thro' the key hole of some door in the street
For aught I know—O, murrian light on him!
What's to be done, shall we call the watch?
Caii. Perhaps he yet may live—knock up some surgeon,
I'll strive to staunch the wound.
[Voices without, r.] This way, this way.
Orsi. The neighborhood is aroused, what ho! help! help!
Enter Montano and Servants with torches, u. e. r.
Mont. Stand there—I charge you in the Doge's name,
Who's he that call'd for help?
Orsi. 'Twas I, Monteno.
Serassi here lies murder'd by some villains.
Mont. My aid then comes too late, unhappy youth!
Orsino, Calairi, pry'thee speak!
How came this sad mischance? who slew the Marquis?
Cali. I know not, sir, I found Orsino here
In mournful contemplation o'er his corse.
Mont. You then was witness of his fall, Orsino?
Orsi. Not I, my lord, I was led hither by
A foolish piece of gallantry, and found,
Serassi as you see bleeding and breathless.
Mont. Raise up the Marquis, bear him to the palace.
[Servants raise the body
That I should live to see this—gently, gently,
Signors, this tale is strange; and might awake
Suspicion, in the mind of one who knew ye not
So well as I do I must crave your promise,
To answer for yourselves before the Doge,
To whom I shall this mournful chance relate,
And urge him to revenge Serassi's fate.
[Exit Monteno, Servants and body, r.
Cali. Orsino!
Orsi. Caliari! what dost think, man,
Of this adventure—It is odds now, but,
We get our necks into a halter here;
This comes of wenching,
A harlot hunting with a scurvy page.
Oh, that I could but get a sight of him,
Orsi. O, good Caliari!
Here's a sight will turn your eyes to fountains,
Our friend Serassi bath'd in his own blood.
Cali. Merciful heavens, who has done this deed?
Orsi. Nay, I know not, a little lying varlet
Led me thro' every kennel he could find,
To meet a lady, an I had him here now,
I'd brain him for't.
Cali. Whither went he, then?
Orsi. Whisk'd thro' the key hole of some door in the street
For aught I know—O, murrian light on him!
What's to be done, shall we call the watch?
Caii. Perhaps he yet may live—knock up some surgeon,
I'll strive to staunch the wound.
[Voices without, r.] This way, this way.
Orsi. The neighborhood is aroused, what ho! help! help!
Enter Montano and Servants with torches, u. e. r.
Mont. Stand there—I charge you in the Doge's name,
Who's he that call'd for help?
Orsi. 'Twas I, Monteno.
Serassi here lies murder'd by some villains.
Mont. My aid then comes too late, unhappy youth!
Orsino, Calairi, pry'thee speak!
How came this sad mischance? who slew the Marquis?
Cali. I know not, sir, I found Orsino here
In mournful contemplation o'er his corse.
Mont. You then was witness of his fall, Orsino?
Orsi. Not I, my lord, I was led hither by
A foolish piece of gallantry, and found,
Serassi as you see bleeding and breathless.
Mont. Raise up the Marquis, bear him to the palace.
[Servants raise the body
That I should live to see this—gently, gently,
Signors, this tale is strange; and might awake
Suspicion, in the mind of one who knew ye not
So well as I do I must crave your promise,
To answer for yourselves before the Doge,
To whom I shall this mournful chance relate,
And urge him to revenge Serassi's fate.
[Exit Monteno, Servants and body, r.
Cali. Orsino!
Orsi. Caliari! what dost think, man,
Of this adventure—It is odds now, but,
We get our necks into a halter here;
This comes of wenching,
A harlot hunting with a scurvy page.
Oh, that I could but get a sight of him,
