GUIDO (Rising from his gems.) The Marquis of Cibo conspired, or so the court judged—
GRACIOSA I know nothing of the judgment. But it was this Eglamore who discovered the plot, if there indeed was any plot, and who sent my cousin Cibo to a death—(pointing to the shrine)—oh, to a death as horrible as that. So I hate him.
GUIDO
Yet you have never even seen him, I believe?
GRACIOSA And it would be better for him never to see me or any of my kin. My father, my uncles and my cousins have all sworn to kill him—
GUIDO
So I have gathered. They remain among the unbought.
GRACIOSA (Returning, sits upon the bench, and speaks regretfully.) But they have never any luck. Cousin Pietro contrived to have a beam dropped on Eglamore's head, and it missed him by not half a foot—
GUIDO
Ah, yes, I remember.
GRACIOSA And Cousin Georgio stabbed him in the back one night, but the coward had on chain-armor under his finery—
GUIDO
I remember that also.
GRACIOSA And Uncle Lorenzo poisoned his soup, but a pet dog got at it first. That was very unfortunate.