Scene + 

III + 

Gallicanus + 

O princes, I die of impatience to learn what has come of this long conference between our august sovereign and his daughter. + 

The Lords + 

He promised to plead your cause. + 

Gallicanus + 

Oh, that his arguments may prevail! + 

The Lords + 

Maybe they will. + 

Gallicanus + 

Peace! Silence all of you! The Emperor comes. His face is not anxious as when he left us, but serene and glad. + 

The Lords + 

A good omen! + 

Gallicanus + 

It is said that the face is the mirror of the soul. If this be true, the calm joy in his reflects a kindly mood. + 

The Lords + 

We trust so. + 