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You say your lady slept not here, last night,

But at Cesena?

Or the devil's in 't.

I saw her safe bestowed there; I can trust

My own eyes,—or still better, my own bolts.

Is this old man, too, of Manfredi's council,

To cheat his wife?

I little thought to bring her back so soon,

But on your summons, I have straight recalled her.

And she is here; hold him to that, Madonna!

Malapert dog!

Pardon his licensed tongue.

I fain would see the lady.

You shall see her;

I have not far to fetch her.

'T is a lie,—

A cursed lie, to hide his own foul shame!

Believe him not!

But if he bring the lady?