When they were entred into _Pagaminoes_ house, and sate downe in the Hall, he caused her to be called, and shee, being readily prepared for the purpose, came forth of her Chamber before them both, where friendly they sate conversing together; never uttering any one word to _Signior Ricciardo_, or knowing him from any other stranger, that _Pagamino_ might bring in to the house with him. Which when my Lord the Judge beheld, (who expected to finde a farre more gracious welcome) he stoode as a man amazed, saying to himselfe. Perhaps the extraordinary griefe and melancholly, suffered by me since the time of her losse; hath so altred my wonted complexion, that shee is not able to take knowledge of me. Wherefore, going neerer to her, hee said. Faire Love, dearely have I bought your going on fishing, because never man felt the like afflictions, as I have done since the day when I lost you: but by this your uncivill silence, you seeme as if you did not know me. Why dearest Love, seest thou not that I am thy husband _Ricciardo_, who am come to pay what ransome this Gentleman shall demaund, even in the house where now we are: so to convay thee home againe, upon his kinde promise of thy deliverance, after the payment of thy ransome? _Bertolomea_ turning towards him, and seeming as if shee smiled to her selfe, thus answered. Sir, speake you to me? Advise your selfe well, least you mistake me for some other, because, concerning my selfe, I doe not remember, that ever I did see you till now. How now quoth _Ricciardo_? consider better what you say, looke more circumspectly on me, and then you will remember, that I am your loving husband, and my name is _Ricciardo di Cinzica_. You must pardon me Sir, replied _Bertolomea_, I know it not so fitting for a modest woman (though you (perhaps) are so perswaded) to stand gazing in the faces of men: and let mee looke upon you never so often, certaine I am, that (till this instant) I have not seene you. My Lord Judge conceived in his mind, that thus she denied all knowledge of him, as standing in feare of _Pagamino_, and would not confesse him in his presence. Wherefore hee entreated of _Pagamino_, to affoord him so much favour, that he might speake alone with her in her Chamber. _Pagamino_ answered, that he was well contented therewith, provided, that he should not kisse her against her will. Then he requested _Bertolomea_, to goe with him alone into her Chamber, there to heare what he could say, and to answere him as shee found occasion. When they were come into the Chamber, and none there present but he and shee, _Signior Ricciardo_ began in this manner. Heart of my heart, life of my life, the sweetest hope that I have in this world; wilt thou not know thine owne _Ricciardo_, who loveth thee more then he doth himselfe? Why art thou so strange? Am I so disfigured, that thou knowest me not? Behold me with a more pleasing eye, I pray thee.