The former A GERMAN of the Body Guard.
GIANET. What now?
GERMAN. Passing by the gate of St. Thomas, I observed a great number of armed soldiers hastening towards the harbour The galleys of the Count Fiesco were preparing for sea.
GIANET. Is that all? Report it no further.
GERMAN. Very well. From the convent of the Capuchins, too, suspicious rabble are pouring, and steal toward the market place. From their gait and appearance I should suppose them soldiers.
GIANET. (angrily). Out upon this fool's zeal!--(To LOMEL., aside.)--These are undoubtedly my Milanese.
GERMAN. Does your grace command that they should be arrested?
GIANET. (aloud to LOMEL.). Look to them, Lomellino.-- (To the GERMAN.) Begone!--'Tis all well.--(Aside to LOMEL.) Bid that German beast be silent.
[Exeunt LOMEL. and GERMAN.
FIESCO (in another part of the room with JULIA--looks toward GIANET). Our friend Doria seems displeased. May I inquire the reason?
GIANET. No wonder--these eternal messages.
FIESCO. The play awaits us too, signora. May I offer you my hand?
JULIA. Stay, let me take my cloak. 'Tis no tragedy I hope, Count? It would haunt me in my dreams.
FIESCO (sarcastically). 'Twill excite immoderate laughter. [He hands her out--the curtain falls.
BOURGOGNINOleading a band of soldiers.
BOURG. Halt!--Let four sentinels be stationed at the great gate. Two at every door of the palace.--(The sentinels take