Violante stands silent for a moment. One can see that it is in her thought to wait till Lizzia finishes her devotions ... then she becomes impatient and breaks in on them.]
Violante
Lizzia, where bides your master, Florio?
I sped a servant hither yesterday,
To bid him come to me, and now, this morning,
I come myself.
Lizzia
For three days he has looked upon no one.
Even I, who wait upon him, have not seen him.
Violante
Where keeps he, then?
Lizzia [indicating the small doorway].
Yonder, within that arras.
Violante