Of our departure from this much-loved city,
(Since you must love it, as it seems,) and this
Chamber of state, her gratitude allots you.
Our children will be cared for by the Doge,
And by my uncles; we must sail ere night.220
Jac. Fos. That's sudden. Shall I not behold my father?
Mar. You will.
Jac. Fos.Where?
Mar.Here, or in the ducal chamber—
He said not which. I would that you could bear