BOURGOGNINO. I the soldiers.
CALCAGNO. I will learn the watchword.
SACCO. I will reconnoitre Genoa.
[Exeunt.
SCENE VI.
FIESCO, MOOR.
FIESCO (seated at a desk, and writing). Did they not struggle against the word subordination as the worm against the needle which transfixes it? But 'tis too late, republicans.
MOOR (entering). My lord——
FIESCO (giving him a paper). Invite all those whose names are written here to see a play this evening at my palace.
MOOR. Perhaps to act a part, and pay the admittance with their heads.