infant's blood. I only wished the deed—I durst not do it.
"I will not dwell upon a horrid scene which you remember full well. There is but one on earth capable of executing such a crime: he loved your sister; and to possess this heart, he destroyed your child.—How he destroyed him I know not. We saw the boy, cold, even in death—we wept over him: and now, upon plea of some petty vengeance, because I will not permit him to draw me further into his base purposes, he is resolved to make this scene of blood and iniquity public to the world. He has already betrayed me to a relentless son; and he now means to bring forward an impostor in the place of your murdered infant!"—"Who will do this?"—"Viviani; Viviani himself will produce him before your eyes." "Would to God that he might do so!" cried the duke, gazing with pity and horror on the fine
