[Advancing.] O Madonna de’ Catanei,
Go with the girl away. You shall have tidings.
His mother—go!
My blessing, child. I have no more to say.
[Exeunt Vanozza and Lucrezia.
Good Adriana, follow them.
ADRIANA.
And you, Rodrigo?
ALEXANDER.
Follow them. [Exit Adriana.
Sancta Dei Genetrix,
Turris Davidica, Refugium
Peccatorum, Virgo clemens!—
[Returning.] What is this, Francesco,
He tells you further? Nay,
You will not broach the facts? He saw these men
Creep back and other two come stealing downward,
And the white horse—and what it bore.