Yes, they are sinners the whole pack of them! Jest with knaves and neglect the saints … Suddenly Cavaradossi leaves his painting: from his pocket he takes a medallion with a portrait in miniature, and his eyes travel from the miniature to his own work. The Sacristan comes and goes he carries a small basin in which he continues his job of washing the brushes. Cavaradossi paints rapidly, with frequent pauses to observe his work. Waves towards the Madonna from whose base Angelotti has taken the key
That strange girl who has been coming here The Sacristan turns to speak to Cavaradossi and cries out in amazement as he sees the uncovered picture. The painter stands in silence before it and studies it closely. The Sacristan kneels and prays in hushed voice.Įnter Cavaradossi from the side door and sees the Sacristan kneelingĬavaradossi mounts the scaffold and uncovers the painting: it is of a Mary Magdalene with great blue eyes and a cascade of golden hair.
Puts down the brushes, mounts the scaffold and examines the basket, remarking: Looks toward the scaffold with its painting and is surprised on seeing nobody there Enter the Sacristan from the rear, carrying a bunch of painter's brushes, and muttering loudly as though he were addressing someone.įorever washing! And every brush is filthier With the utmost care, he puts the key in the lock of the Attavanti Chapel, opens the gate, goes in, closes the gate and disappears within. Gives a muffled shout of joy as he picks up the key. Goes up to the Madonna and searches about at the base. Sighs with relief as he notices the column with its basin of Holy Water an the Madonna. Stops to look around more attentively, calmer now that he recognises the place. A basket.Įnter Angelotti in prisoner's clothes, dishevelled, tired, and shaking with fear, nearly running.
To the left, a painter's scaffold with a large painting covered with cloth. Priests, pupils, choir singers, soldiers, police agents,
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