Read this!
[Aside, while Gilbert tremblingly unfolds the paper.
If he would go in and quarrel with Jane, it would give my people time to get here.
GILBERT (reading).
"I will be alone to-night. You can come." Malediction! My lord, you have dishonored my betrothed, you are an infamous wretch! I demand my revenge.
FABIANI (putting his hand to his sword).
Willingly! Where is your sword?
GILBERT.
Oh, fury! To be one of the people! To have nothing—neither sword nor dagger. Well, you can go; but I will wait for you at night, in a corner of the street, and I will stick my nails into your throat, and I will assassinate you, you villain!
FABIANI.