EMILIA.
Surely. Oh, Heavens! and the Count or my mother is shot.
BATTISTA.
I'll go in search of them instantly.
EMILIA.
Not without me! I'll go with you! I must go with you. Come, my friend.
MARINELLI (approaches as if he had just entered).
Ha! fair lady! What misfortune, or rather what good fortune--what fortunate misfortune has procured us the honour----
EMILIA (astonished).
How!--You here, my lord!--This then is doubtless your house. Pardon my intrusion. We have been attacked by robbers. Some good people came to our assistance,--and this honest man took me out of the carriage and conducted me hither. But I am alarmed to find that I alone am rescued. My mother must be still in danger. I heard pistols fired behind us. Perhaps she is dead,--and yet I live. Pardon me. I must away, I must return to the place, which I ought not to have left.