A dungeon in the public prison of Padua; Guido lies asleep on a pallet (L.C.); a table with
a goblet on it is set (L.C.); five soldiers are drinking and playing dice in the corner on a
stone table; one of them has a lantern hung to his halbert; a torch is set in the wall over
Guido's head. Two grated windows behind, one on each side of the door which is (C.),
look out into the passage; the stage is rather dark.
[throws dice]
Sixes again! good Pietro.
I' faith, lieutenant, I will play with thee no more. I will lose everything.
Except thy wits; thou art safe there!
Ay, ay, he cannot take them from me.
No; for thou hast no wits to give him.
Silence! You will wake the prisoner; he is asleep.
What matter? He will get sleep enough when he is buried. I warrant he'd be glad if we
could wake him when he's in the grave.
