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THE FOOL'S REVENGE.
Take me back to my father! He will bless you!
Reward you—
MANFREDI.
Nay, your own lips must do that.
FIORDELISA.
Oh, they shall bless you too, sir—
MANFREDI.
To be blessed
With that sweet mouth were well, yet scarce enough.
FIORDELISA.
Oh, sir, we waste time! Set what price you will
On the great service, I am sure my father
Will pay you. [Manfredi re-locks the door.
MANFREDI.
If we 're to discuss your ransom
'T were fairest we should do it with closed doors;
The terms can scarce be settled till you know
Your prison, jailer, in what risk you stand.
First, for your prison,—Know you where you are?
FIORDELISA.
No.
MANFREDI.
In the Duke Manfredi's palace. Next,
Know you your jailer?
FIORDELISA.
Who?
MANFREDI.
Manfredi's self.
