Peace!
He will not. So again mount up!
Matteo (unwillingly).
Signor!
Osio.
Mount, mount, and strain the most to get me more.
[Matteo loathly crosses and again ascends the pedestal. But scarcely has done so when a knock comes at the gate. He steps down into the shadow of the image—Osio into bower. Then Marina appears from the house hesitantly.
Marina.
Who knocks? Signor Aloysius, is it you?
Aloysius.