Rebuking his nephew with a frown, he commanded the lieutenant to make his way round to the stage and see that the curtain was dropped according to the printed book.
'Off, mon Dieu! off!' Pericles speeded him; adding in English, 'Shall she taste prison-damp, zat voice is killed.' The chorus of cavaliers was a lamentation: the keynote being despair: ordinary libretto verses.
Camilla's eyes unclose.

She struggles to be lifted, and, raised on Camillo's arm, she sings as if with the last pulsation of her voice, softly resonant in its rich contralto.

She pardons Michiella.

She tells Count Orso that when he has extinguished his appetite for dominion, he will enjoy an unknown pleasure in the friendship of his neighbours.
Repeating that her mother lives, and will some day kneel by her daughter's grave--not mournfully, but in beatitude--she utters her adieu to all.
At the moment of her doing so, Montini whispered in Vittoria's ear.
She looked up and beheld the downward curl of the curtain.

There was confusion at the wings: Croats were visible to the audience.