K. What say’st thou?
Sa.Sire, the sufferings of the captives
First hurt your daughter’s spirit. Would you heal it,
Release them.
K.Eh! Wellah! I think thou’rt right.
Twice hath she knelt before me for these men:
I had never thought of it.
Sa. (aside).Heaven give my tongue
Persuasion.
K.I’ll do it, Sala: ’tis worth the price.