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THE SEPERATION: A TRAGEDY.
Enter Tortona, with a few followers, in martial array.
TORTONA.
We at your lady's gate are harmless visitors,
Who humbly crave admittance.
(Ludoviquo, as Seneschal, steps forward to receive him with courtesy, while Gauvino mutters to himself.)
GAUVINO.
What blest forbearance! For our lady's sake,
He will not slay and eat us for a meal!
TORTONA (to Ludoviquo).
That I, Tortona's Marquis, and her slave,
Most humbly beg permission at her feet—
But here comes opportunity more tempting:
A gentler messenger.
Enter Sophera.
GAUVINO (aside to Ludoviquo).
TORTONA (to Sophera).
