Consumes my soul, and you--ah, you alone--
Can ease my suffering.--

FURIA. [Looks towards the house.] Yonder there's a light--
And many men. What now is going on
Within the house of Catiline?

CURIUS. [Jumps up.] Again
This name! Around him hover all your thoughts.
Oh, I could hate him--!

FURIA. Has he then resolved
To launch at last the daring enterprise
He long has cherished?

CURIUS. Then you know--?

FURIA. Yes, all.

CURIUS. Ah, then you doubtless know, too, he himself
Is foremost in this daring enterprise?
Yet, I adjure you, beg you, think no more
Of Catiline!

FURIA. Answer me this alone;
'Tis all I ask of you. Do you go with him?

CURIUS. He is to me a tender father--

FURIA. [Smiling.] He?