ISAAC. You were already told to linger not.
My daughter soon will come to take the air.
And he is with her—he; I say not who.
So tremble and depart, and your requests
Take to the King's advisers in Toledo.
[He takes the petition from one of them.]
Let's see! 'Twon't do.
PETITIONER. You hold it upside down.
ISAAC. Because the whole request is topsy-turvy turvy—And you are, too. Disturb no more—depart.
2D PETIT. Sir Isaac, in Toledo me you knew.
ISAAC. I know you not. In these last days my eyes
Have suddenly grown very, very weak.
2D PETIT. But I know you! Here is the purse of gold
You lost, which I herewith restore to you.
ISAAC. The purse I lost? I recognize it! Yea,
'Twas greenish silk—with ten piasters in't!
2D PETIT. Nay, twenty.