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He said, and rushed out of the apartment. Andreas shook his head; while Rosabella sank upon her uncle's bosom, and wept bitterly. "Victory!" shouted Parozzi, as he rushed into the Cardinal Gonzaga's chamber, where the chief conspirators were all assembled; "our work goes on bravely. Flodoardo returned this morning to Venice, and Abellino has already received the required sum." Gonzaga.

Come, friends! fill, fill, I say. I cannot help laughing when I reflect that, by giving this entertainment to-morrow, the Doge himself kindly affords us an opportunity of executing our plans. Parozzi. As to Flodoardo, I look upon him already as in his grave; yet before we go to-morrow to the Doge's, it will be as well to have a conference with Abellino. Contarino.

Parozzi. That was done some days ago. Contarino. Then there is no more necessary to be said on the subject. Comrades, fill your goblets. We will not meet again together till our work has been completed. Memmo. And yet methinks it would not be unwise to consider the matter over again coolly. Contarino.

As for me, I need not tell you how I am suited. Falieri. Had we been less extravagant, we might at this moment have been sitting quietly in our palaces; but as things stand now Parozzi. Well, as things stand now I verily believe that Falieri is going to moralise. Contarino. That is ever the way with old sinners when they have lost the power to sin any longer.

But since he is an absolute stranger in Venice, how could Flodoardo discover the lurking place of the banditti? Contarino. I know not; probably by mere accident like myself, but by the Power that made me, he shall pay dearly for this wound. Falieri. Flodoardo is rather too hasty in making himself remarked. Parozzi. Flodoardo must die. May his next cup contain poison. Falieri.

I understand, also, that since Conari's death you have been reconciled to the Cardinal Gonzaga; and that he has convinced you how unjust were the prejudices with which Conari had inspired you against the nobility Parozzi, Contarino, and the rest of that society.

Simpleton! the same thing happens to him which happens to betrayed husbands. Everyone can see the horns except the man who carries them. And yet I confess it is full time that we should realise our projects, and prevent the possibility of our being betrayed. Falieri. You are right, friend; everything is ready now. The sooner that the blow is struck the better. Parozzi.

Old Horace is in the right. A philosopher can be anything he pleases, a cobbler, a king, or a physician. Only observe with what dignified address the philosopher Parozzi spreads that plaster for me. I thank you, friend; that's enough: and now, comrades, place yourselves in a circle round me, and listen to the wonders which I am going to relate. Falieri. Proceed. Contarino.

And so neither of you know anything of this Flodoardo? Memmo. No more than of what happened on Rosabella's birthday. Falieri. Well, then, I know one thing more about him; Parozzi is jealous of him. Parozzi. I? Ridiculous, Rosabella may bestow her hand on the German Emperor, or a Venetian gondolier, without its giving me the least anxiety. Falieri. Ha! ha! ha! Memmo.

Contarino. Indeed. Then take my advice, go into a monastery. Memmo. Our care first must be to find out our old acquaintances, Matteo's companions: yet, having hitherto always transacted business with them through their captain, I know not where they are to be met with. Parozzi. As soon as they are found, their first employment must be the removal of the Doge's trio of advisers. Contarino.

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