ISAAC. Twenty? Well, my eye is good;
My mem'ry fails me, though, from time to time!
This sheet, no doubt, explains the circumstance—Just
where you found the purse, perhaps, and how.
There is no further need that this report
Should go on file. And yet, just let me have't!
We will convey it to the proper place,
That every one may know your honesty!
[The petitioners present their petitions; he takes one in each hand and throws them to the ground.]
No matter what it be, your answer's there.
(To a third.)
I see you have a ring upon your hand.
The stone is good, let's see!
[The suppliant hands over the ring.]
That flaw, of course,
Destroys its perfect water! Take it back.
[He puts the ring on his own finger.]
3D PETIT. You've put it on your own hand!
ISAAC. What, on mine?
Why so I have! I thought I'd given it back.
It is so tight I cannot get it off.