May breathe it without prejudice.

Jac. Fos.‍I had not

Reflected upon this, but acquiesce.

I shall depart, then, without meeting them?

Doge. Not so: they shall await you in my chamber.

Jac. Fos. And must I leave them—all?

Lor.‍You must.

Jac. Fos.‍Not one?

Lor. They are the State's.

Mar.‍I thought they had been mine.