Your road lies whither, sir?
Men. To Saragossa.
Where if I could requite—
Lope. Your name?
Men. Don Mendo
Torellas, after a long embassage
To Paris, Rome, and Naples, summon’d back
By Pedro, King of Arragon—with whom
If ’t be (as oft) some youthful petulance,
Calling for justice or revenge at home,