MOOR. The Moor has done his work—the Moor may go.
[Exit.
SCENE V.
FIESCO, VERRINA, BOURGOGNINO, CALCAGNO, SACCO.
FIESCO (meeting them). The tempest is approaching: the clouds rash together. Advance with caution. Let all the doors be locked.
VERRINA. Eight chambers have I made fast behind. Suspicion cannot come within a hundred steps of us.
BOURGOGNINO. Here is no traitor, unless our fear become one.
FIESCO. Fear cannot pass my threshold. Welcome he whose mind remains the same as yesterday. Be seated. (They seat themselves.)
BOURGOGNINO (walking up and down). I care not to sit in cold deliberation when action calls upon me.
FIESCO. Genoese, this hour is eventful.