Once more _Jehannot_ sighed extreamly, and returned him this answer. Me thinkes my heart (quoth hee) doth cleave in sunder, when I call to minde the charge which my Father had there, for although I was but a little boy when I fled thence: yet I can well remember, that I sawe him Governour there, at such time as King _Manfred_ lived. The Guard, pursuing on still his purpose, demanded of him, what, and who his Father was? My Father (replyed _Jehannot_) I may now securely speake of him, being out of the perill which neerely concerned me if I had beene discovered. He was the named (and so still if he be living) _Henriet Capece_, and my name is _Geoffrey_, not _Jehannot_; and I make no doubt, but if I were free from hence, and might be returned home to _Sicily_, I should (for his sake) be placed in some authority. The honest man of the Guard, without seeking after any further information; so soone as he could compasse the leysure, reported all to _Messer Conrado_, who having heard these newes (albeit he made no shew thereof to the revealer) went to Madam _Beritola_, graciously demaunding of her, if she had any sonne by her husband, who was called _Geoffrey_. The Lady replyed in teares, that if her eldest sonne were as yet living, hee was so named, and now aged about two and twenty yeares. _Conrado_ hearing this, imagined this same to be the man, considering further withall, that if it fell out to prove so: he might have the better meanes of mercie, and closely concealing his daughters shame, joyfully joyne them in marriage together.