Cardinal: O stone! thou stone!
Charles: Have peace. A keener cry comes up to me
Than frenzy can invoke: a vaster pain
Than justice from Omnipotence may call.
Cardinal: My lips shall learn it.
Charles: "Father" moans it. "Father!"——
It is my ears' inheritance forever.
Enter Fulvia
Fulvia: Lord Cardinal, one of your servants has
In quarrel been struck, and mortally 'tis feared.
Quickly to him: then I may plead of you
Escort to Rome.
Cardinal: I do not understand.
Fulvia: But shall.
Cardinal: To Rome?
Fulvia: Do not pause here to learn
With the dear minutes of a dying man.
(Cardinal goes.