The Ospedale.
ALEXANDER.
A constellation!
Malign, bright stars! Giovanni! But the lights
Are moving onward to Sant’ Angelo.
They move along in state. It is my son!
They dazzle me.... They pass me....
Enter Monsignore Burchard.
BURCHARD.
Holy Father,
The illustrious Duke of Gandia has been found
In velvet coat and cloak, the dagger sheathed,
His ducats in his purse.
ALEXANDER.
It sails, it sails, it sails
On to Sant’ Angelo. The torches....
CARDINAL SEGOVIA.
Nothing is stol’n?