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Hush, hush!... It is incredible.

The horror swallows me. Hush, hush!

Laid over

The white horse!...

[Advancing.] O Madonna de’ Catanei, Go with the girl away. You shall have tidings. His mother—go! My blessing, child. I have no more to say.

[Exeunt Vanozza and Lucrezia.

Good Adriana, follow them.