The wife of Contarini!
Contarini.
Sirs, I pray you,
Heed not her words, but yield her to my keeping—
And——
Teresa.
To his keeping? his—the murderer!
Let him not touch me with his blood-stained hands!
My lord! Oh, keep me from his grasp! I’ll tell thee
All—all! and if my words are wild and wayward,