Appiani, Claudia.
APPIANI.
Go, worthless wretch----Ha! that does me good. My blood circulates----I feel different and all the better.
CLAUDIA (hastily and alarmed).
Heavens! My lord--I overheard an angry altercation. Your cheek is flushed. What has happened?
APPIANI.
Nothing, Madam, nothing. The chamberlain Marinelli has conferred a favour on me. He has saved me a visit to the Prince.
CLAUDIA.
Indeed!