Tosca returns excitedly looking about for Cavaradossi. Scarpia conceals
himself, still holding the Marchessa Attavanti's fan. The Sacristan
remains in the sanctuary.
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Tosca
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I came back with such regret to tell him
we couldn't spend the night together;
Tosca was being held prisoner
by the royal festivities.
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Scarpia
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(The poison takes hold!)
What disturbs you, dear lady?
A rebellious tear moistens your fair cheek.
Sweet lady, what grieves you?
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Tosca
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Nothing.
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Scarpia
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I would give my life to dry these tears.
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Tosca
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Here I am, consumed with anguish
while, in another's arms, he mocks me!
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Scarpia
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(The poison is biting.)
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Tosca
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Where are they?
How can I catch the traitors?
Our villa must be their rendezvous.
You betrayed me!
My beautiful nest has been defiled.
I will surprise them!
You won't have him tonight!
I swear it!
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Scarpia
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In church?
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Tosca
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God will forgive me.
He sees how I suffer!
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Scarpia escorts Tosca to the door and sees her off. As the crowd thickens in preparation for the appearance of the Cardinal and start of the celebratory service, Scarpia summons Spoletta and instructs him.
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