Whom fools the Cruel call, and Just the wise,
I call on you, King Pedro[7]—
King (entering with Mendo and Train). Who calls the King?
Urr. A wretch who, falling at your feet, implores
Your royal justice.
King. I remember you;
Don Lope de Urrea, whose son I pardon’d.
What would you of me?
Urr. That you would, my King,
Unpardon him you pardon’d; draw on him