Mar. They are ignorant, desperate, and reckless men.
Pal. ’Tis by such recklessness I come at right.
Mar. ’Tis recklessness throughout. See, thou art wounded
And weak; a price upon thy head: think of it,—
And trust the people’s rights to Manuel;
Leave them to the barons: we’ve a better task:
Sail o’er to Rome, there reassume thy rank;
Let us be married, and await the day
That Manuel finds thy pardon.
Pal.Tempt me not, Margaret.