Let not that, I beseech you, indispose you
From granting one to me.
Luis. What is ’t, Alvaro?
’Twere strange could I refuse you anything.
Alv. You sent me, sir, on state affairs to Spain,
But being wreckt and captured, as you know,
All went undone.
Another opportunity now offers;
The ships are ready, let me go and do
That which perforce I left undone before.