You heard?
[To Florio.]
Come forth—she's at the threshold.
Florio
Bid her wait.
Give me space for thought ... a little space....
This is almost as horrible as her death....
[Long silence. The women wait.... Groaning within. Olivia starts forward to go to Florio.]
Violante [to Olivia]
Do you flinch now? I knew you would not dare!
[Olivia stops. Proudly she remains still.]
Violante [as arras stirs]