[Takes it.
I’ll yet escape. Deny me not this chance.
See, I’ll not ask your leave, but only go. [Going.
Man. Giovanni, stay. Thou hast done me a great wrong
In flying here. Why didst thou choose my house?
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Pal. ’Twas as I fled for life: the hue-and-cry
Came gathering faster round me: being still clear,
And seeing your wall, it seemed my safety lay
In that leap, could I make it.