AURELIA. Where shall I find him? Where—where can he be! I've searched in vain among the dead—
[Discovers him.]
AURELIA. Great heavens,— My Catiline!
[She rushes toward him.]
CATILINE. [Bewildered.] Speak not that name again!
AURELIA. You are alive?
[Is about to throw herself in his arms.]
CATILINE. [Thrusting her aside.] Away! I'm not alive.
AURELIA. Oh, hear me, dearest—!
CATILINE. No, I will not hear! I hate you. I see through your cunning wiles. You wish to chain me to a living death. Cease staring at me! Ah, your eyes torment me,— They pierce like daggers through my very soul! Ah, yes, the dagger! Die! Come, close your eyes—