procurator! I will not yield a hair's breadth. Let Genoa's towers shake their heads, and the hoarse sea bellow No to it. I value not the rebellious multitude!
LOMEL. The people are indeed the fuel; but the nobility fan the flame. The whole republic is in a ferment, people and patricians.
GIANET. Then will I stand upon the mount like Nero, and regale myself with looking upon the paltry flames.--
LOMEL Till the whole mass of sedition falls into the hands of some enterprising leader, who will take advantage of the general devastation.
GIANET. Poh! Poh! I know but one who might be dangerous, and he is taken care of.
LOMEL. His highness comes-----
Enter ANDREAS--(both bow respectfully).
ANDREAS. Signor Lomellino, my niece wishes to take the air.
LOMEL. I shall have the honour of attending her.
ANDREAS and GIANETTINO.
ANDREAS. Nephew, I am much displeased with you.
GIANET. Grant me a hearing, most gracious uncle!
ANDREAS. That would I grant to the meanest beggar in Genoa, if he were worthy of it. Never to a villain, though he were my nephew. It is sufficient favour that I address thee as an uncle, not as a sovereign!
GIANET. One word only, gracious sir!
ANDREAS. Hear first what thou hast done; then answer me.--Thou hast pulled down an edifice which I have laboured for fifty years to raise--that which should have been thy uncle's mausoleum, his only pyramid--the affections of his countrymen.--This rashness Andreas pardons thee-----
GIANET. My uncle and my sovereign-----
ANDREAS. Interrupt me not. Thou hast injured that most glorious work of mine, the constitution, which I brought down from heaven for Genoa--which cost me so many sleepless nights, so many dangers, and so much blood.--Before all