_Re-enter CARDINAL._
CARDINAL: Princess,
If your decision and desire are still----
(_Sees ANTONIO._)
FULVIA: Your eyes look upon flesh, lord Cardinal.
(_A cry is heard, then weeping._)
ANTONIO (_startled_): Whose pain is this?--strangely it hurts
me--strangely!
_Enter CECCO hastily, bearing robe and coronet._