dona face creep into this nest of traitors. There they must have been, closeted in a cellar, or hid in some dark hole; for else my spies would have earthed them out long ago. And I figure her to myself, with her golden hair, and eyes which illumined even the night, they were so dazzling,—entering a room made dark enough to hide treason;—and to think that the hellish bat did not take wing out at the window when she appeared! but no, she cherished him in her bosom."
"You are eloquent, Vanni."
"I am, my lord. I took her for an angel, and I find her a woman;—one of those frail, foolish creatures we all despise"
"Peace, peace, my dear Vanni; you talk insufferable nonsense. Let us proceed to more serious business. What have you done with these people?"
"They are all in prison."
"The countess among them?"
"Why, my lord, would you have had her spared?"
"She is in prison then?"
"She is."
