[_Enter the_ LORD JUSTICE _and the other Judges_.] SECOND CITIZEN Who is he in scarlet? Is he the headsman? THIRD CITIZEN Nay, he is the Lord Justice. [_Enter_ GUIDO _guarded_.] SECOND CITIZEN There be the prisoner surely. THIRD CITIZEN He looks honest. FIRST CITIZEN That be his villany: knaves nowadays do look so honest that honest folk are forced to look like knaves so as to be different. [_Enter the Headman_, _who takes his stand behind_ GUIDO.] SECOND CITIZEN Yon be the headsman then! O Lord! Is the axe sharp, think you? FIRST CITIZEN Ay! sharper than thy wits are; but the edge is not towards him, mark you. SECOND CITIZEN [_scratching his neck_] I’ faith, I like it not so near. FIRST CITIZEN Tut, thou need’st not be afraid; they never cut the heads of common folk: they do but hang us. [_Trumpets outside_.] THIRD CITIZEN What are the trumpets for? Is the trial over? FIRST CITIZEN Nay, ’tis for the Duchess. [_Enter the_ DUCHESS _in black velvet_; _her train of flowered black velvet is carried by two pages in violet_; _with her is the_ CARDINAL _in scarlet_, _and the gentlemen of the Court in black_; _she takes her seat on the throne above the Judges_, _who rise and take their caps off as she enters_; _the_ CARDINAL _sits next to her a little lower_; _the Courtiers group themselves about the throne_.] SECOND CITIZEN O poor lady, how pale she is! Will she sit there? FIRST CITIZEN Ay! she is in the Duke’s place now. SECOND CITIZEN That is a good thing for Padua; the Duchess is a very kind and merciful Duchess; why, she cured my child of the ague once. THIRD CITIZEN Ay, and has given us bread: do not forget the bread. A SOLDIER Stand back, good people. SECOND CITIZEN If we be good, why should we stand back? TIPSTAFF Silence in the Court! LORD JUSTICE May it please your Grace, Is it your pleasure we proceed to trial Of the Duke’s murder? [DUCHESS _bows_.] Set the prisoner forth. What is thy name? GUIDO It matters not, my lord. LORD JUSTICE Guido Ferranti is thy name in Padua. GUIDO A man may die as well under that name as any other. LORD JUSTICE Thou art not ignorant What dreadful charge men lay against thee here, Namely, the treacherous murder of thy Lord, Simone Gesso, Duke of Padua; What dost thou say in answer? GUIDO I say nothing. LORD JUSTICE [_rising_] Guido Ferranti— MORANZONE [_stepping from the crowd_] Tarry, my Lord Justice. LORD JUSTICE Who art thou that bid’st justice tarry, sir? MORANZONE So be it justice it can go its way; But if it be not justice— LORD JUSTICE Who is this? COUNT BARDI A very noble gentleman, and well known To the late Duke. LORD JUSTICE