PEPE. Unhand me, cousin!
LANCIOTTO. When I drop you, Pepe,
You'll be at rest.
PEPE. I will betray you—O!
LANCIOTTO. Not till the judgment day. [They struggle.
PEPE. [Drawing PAOLO'S dagger.] Take that!
LANCIOTTO. [Wresting the dagger from him.] Well meant,
But poorly done! Here's my return. [Stabs him.
PEPE. O! beast! [Falls.]
This I expected; it is naught—Ha! ha! [Laughing.]
I'll go to sleep; but you—what will you bear!
Hunchback, come here!
LANCIOTTO. Fie! say your prayers.
PEPE. Hark, hark!
Paolo hired me, swine, to murder you.
LANCIOTTO. That is a lie; you never cared for gold.