Guido [hurriedly]
I killed the Duke.
Now, my Lord Justice, if I may crave a boon,
Suffer me not to see another sun
Light up the misery of this loathsome world.
Lord Justice
Thy boon is granted, thou shalt die to-night.
Lead him away. Come, Madam
[Guido is led off; as he goes the Duchess stretches out her arms and rushes down the stage.]
Duchess
Guido! Guido!
[Faints.]
Tableau
END OF ACT IV.