Soldier: Great lord!
Cecco: What now!
It is ill-timed!
Soldier: Great lord, there's mutiny!
Cecco: And where?
Soldier: Hear me, great sir, there's mutiny!
Cecco: The town? the town?
Charles (rousing): Ay——?
Soldier: Mutiny! your haste!
Charles: O, mutiny.
Soldier: Sir, yes!