That they can comfort me.

Bar.‍I would they could!

Doge. I spoke not to you, but to Loredano.

He understands me.

Mar.‍Ah! I thought it would be so.

Doge. What mean you?

Mar.‍Lo! there is the blood beginning240

To flow through the dead lips of Foscari—

The body bleeds in presence of the assassin.

[To Loredano.