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[To the Envoy.] So strange! My son the Duke of Gandia, fails me To-day with greeting, and to-day we fix The hour when I review his armaments Under our blessèd gonfalon. ’Tis strange. [To Poto.] Go to Madonna de’ Catanei’s house: His mother made a supper, I was told, For him and for his brother. [Exit Poto. [To the Envoy.] You conduct Don Cesare when, next month, as our Legate, He goes to crown your king?