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GARCIO (impatiently).

Ay, ay!

ROVANI.

They're well.

GARCIO.

Thank Heaven, they are!—But yet thy words are slow:

Does she not follow thee? Waits she my coming?

ROVANI.

She surely does expect it.

GARCIO.

What voice, what looks are these? O speak more freely!

If there is mercy in thee, speak more freely!
(Pauses and looks earnestly at him.)
Something is wrong——I have nor wife nor child!

ROVANI.

They are both well: have I not spoke plain words?

GARCIO.

Plain words! yes, baldly plain; reserved and heartless.

Thou dost not use me like a fellow soldier,
In the same warfare worn.—What hast thou seen?