Pal. Thank thee, I thank thee, Rosso. So now my arm
Is mended. By heaven! this surgery hath a trick
Worth knowing, could one learn it easily.
Ros. (blindfold). Come, lady, and lead me forth.
Mar.Why, what is this?
You know your way: there’s nothing now to hide.
Ros. Didst thou not bargain with me to lead me back?
Mar. But there’s no need.
Ros.Yet will I claim my fee.
Where is thy hand?