MALATESTA. Keep Guido in your eye;
And if you see him looking over-long
On any weakness of our walls, just file
Your bulkiest fellows round him; or get up
A scuffle with the people; anything—
Even if you break a head or two—to draw
His vision off. But where our strength is great,
Take heed to make him see it. You conceive?
CAPTAIN. Trust me, my lord. [Exit with GUARDS.
Enter PEPE.
PEPE. Room, room! A hall; a hall!
I pray you, good man, has the funeral passed?
MALATESTA. Who is it asks?
PEPE. Pepe of Padua,
A learned doctor of uncivil law.
MALATESTA. But how a funeral?
PEPE. You are weak of wit.
Francesca of Ravenna's borne to church,
And never issues thence.
MALATESTA. How, doctor, pray?
PEPE. Now, for a citizen of Rimini,
You're sadly dull. Does she not issue thence
Fanny of Rimini? A glorious change,—
kind of resurrection in the flesh!