the count's servants having declared, that they would not move him till he revived, montoni's stood inactive, cavigni remonstrating, and emily, superior to montoni's menaces, giving water to morano, and directing the attendants to bind up his wound.at length, montoni had leisure to feel pain from his own hurt, and he withdrew to examine it.
the count, meanwhile, having slowly recovered, the first object he saw, on raising his eyes, was emily, bending over him with a countenance strongly expressive of solicitude.he surveyed her with a look of anguish.
'i have deserved this,' said he, 'but not from montoni.it is from you, emily, that i have deserved punishment, yet i receive only pity!' he paused, for he had spoken with difficulty.after a moment, he proceeded.'i must resign you, but not to montoni.
forgive me the sufferings i have already occasioned you! but for that villain--his infamy shall not go unpunished.carry me from this place,' said he to his servants.'i am in no condition to travel:
you must, therefore, take me to the nearest cottage, for i will not pass the night under his roof, although i may expire on the way from it.'
cesario proposed to go out, and enquire for a cottage, that might receive his master, before he attempted to remove him: but morano was impatient to be gone; the anguish of his mind seemed to be even greater than that of his wound, and he rejected, with disdain, the offer of cavigni to entreat montoni, that he might be suffered to pass the night in the castle.cesario was now going to call up the carriage to the great gate, but the count forbade him.'i cannot bear the motion of a carriage,' said he: 'call some others of my people, that they may assist in bearing me in their arms.'