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vancing._] My lady-- LANCIOTTO. Gentle brother, Leave this to me. [PAOLO _retires._ FRANCESCA. Pray do not send him off. LANCIOTTO. 'Tis fitter so. FRANCESCA. He comforts me. LANCIOTTO Indeed? Do you need comfort? FRANCESCA. No, no--pardon me! But then--he is--you are-- LANCIOTTO. Take breath, and speak. FRANCESCA. I am confused, 'tis true. But, then, my lord, You are a stranger to me; and Paolo I've known so long! LANCIOTTO. Since yesterday. FRANCESCA. Ah! well: But the relationship between us two Is of so close a nature, while the knowledge, That each may have of each, so slender is That the two jar. Besides, Paolo is Nothing to me, while you are everything. Can I not act? [_Aside._ LANCIOTTO. I scarcely understand. You say your knowledge of me, till to-day, Was incomplete. Has naught been said of me By Count Paolo or your father? FRANCESCA. Yes; But nothing definite. LANCIOTTO. Perchance, no hint As to my ways, my feelings, manners, or-- Or--or--as I was saying--ha! ha!--or-- [_Laughing._] As to my person? FRANCESCA. Nothing, as to that. LANCIOTTO. To what? FRANCESCA. Your--person. LANCIOTTO. That's the least of all. [_Turns aside._] Now, had I Guido of Ravenna's head Under this heel, I'd grind it into dust! False villain, to betray his simple child! And thou, Paolo--not a whit behind-- Helping his craft with inconsiderate love!-- Lady Francesca, when my brother left, I charged him, as he loved me, to conceal Nothing from you that bore on me: and now That you have seen me, and conversed with me, If you object to anything in me,-- Go, I release you. FRANCESCA. But Ravenna's peace? LANCIOTTO. Shall not be perilled. GUIDO. [_Coming behind, whispers her._] Trust him not, my child; I know his ways; he'd rather fight than wed. Tis but a wish to have the war afoot. Stand firm for poor Ravenna! LANCIOTTO. Well, my lady, Shall we conclude a lasting peace between us By truce or marriage rites? GUIDO. [_Whispers her._] The devil tempts thee: Think of Ravenna, think of me! LANCIOTTO. My lord, I see my father waits you.
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