Charles: Antonio!—boy! boy!
Antonio: My father! (They embrace.)
Re-enter Cardinal.
Cardinal: Princess,
If your decision and desire are still——
(Sees Antonio.)
Fulvia: Your eyes look upon flesh, lord Cardinal.
(A cry is heard, then weeping.)
Antonio (startled): Whose pain is this?—strangely it hurts me—strangely!
Enter Cecco hastily, bearing robe and coronet.
Cecco: My lord, the lady Helen's little maid——
(Sees Antonio. Shrinks from him.)