[_Replaces wreath whence he had taken it._ LADY GIOVANNA. Ah, but, my lord, there ran a rumour then That you were kill’d in battle. I can tell you True tears that year were shed for you in Florence. COUNT. It might have been as well for me. Unhappily I was but wounded by the enemy there And then imprison’d. LADY GIOVANNA. Happily, however, I see you quite recover’d of your wound. COUNT. No, no, not quite, Madonna, not yet, not yet. _Re-enter FILIPPO._ FILIPPO. My lord, a word with you. COUNT. Pray, pardon me! [_LADY GIOVANNA crosses, and passes behind chair and takes down wreath; then goes to chair by table._ COUNT (_to FILIPPO_). What is it, Filippo? FILIPPO. Spoons, your lordship. COUNT. Spoons! FILIPPO. Yes, my lord, for wasn’t my lady born with a golden spoon in her ladyship’s mouth, and we haven’t never so much as a silver one for the golden lips of her ladyship. COUNT. Have we not half a score of silver spoons? FILIPPO. Half o’ one, my lord! COUNT. How half of one? FILIPPO. I trod upon him even now, my lord, in my hurry, and broke him. COUNT. And the other nine? FILIPPO. Sold! but shall I not mount with your lordship’s leave to her ladyship’s castle, in your lordship’s and her ladyship’s name, and confer with her ladyship’s seneschal, and so descend again with some of her ladyship’s own appurtenances? COUNT. Why—no, man. Only see your cloth be clean. [_Exit FILIPPO._ LADY GIOVANNA. Ay, ay, this faded ribbon was the mode In Florence ten years back. What’s here? a scroll Pinn’d to the wreath. My lord, you have said so much Of this poor wreath that I was bold enough To take it down, if but to guess what flowers Had made it; and I find a written scroll That seems to run in rhymings. Might I read? COUNT. Ay, if you will. LADY GIOVANNA. It should be if you can. (_Reads._) “Dead mountain.” Nay, for who could trace a hand So wild and staggering? COUNT. This was penn’d, Madonna, Close to the grating on a winter morn In the perpetual twilight of a prison, When he that made it, having his right hand Lamed in the battle, wrote it with his left. LADY GIOVANNA.