You are safe....
CESARE.
You sang to him. Is that your triumph?
LUCREZIA.
That you were safe....
The little song.... I sang it to myself.
I sang.... [A cry is heard.
CESARE.
Fool Michelotto!
SANCIA.
[Breaking from the door, and crying to Lucrezia.
Can you not hear? Do you not understand?
Are you of flesh or stone? They are killing him,
As they killed Giovanni....
[To Cesare.] Murderer! For I know,
Ah, now I know you are his murderer.
You did the deed—you, you!
She can forgive a brother’s death: I cannot!
I am blood of Naples, and will be avenged.