Pirro! Pirro!
PIRRO.
An acquaintance, it seems. (Angelo throws back the mantle). Heavens! Angelo. You!
ANGELO.
Yes, Angelo, as you perceive. I have been wandering long enough round the house, in order to speak to you. One word with you----
PIRRO.
And dare you again appear in public? Don't you know that, in consequence of your last murder, you are declared an outlaw, a price has been put upon your head?
ANGELO.
You don't intend to claim it, I presume?