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honest liberalitye wherwyth thou hast bound me for euer? My lyfe
is thine, myne honour dependeth of thee, my goodes be tyed to
thee. What resteth then, if not that you (sister) voyde of
cruelty do vse no vnkyndnesse to hym that loueth you, and who
for love of you hathe prodygally offred hys owne goodes to ryd
me from payne and dyshonor? If so be, my lyfe and sauegarde haue
ben acceptable vnto thee, and the sight of me dyscharged from
Pryson was ioyful unto thee, if thou gauest thy willing consent
that I should sel my patrimony, graunt presently that I may wyth
a great, rare, and precious present, requyte the Goodnesse,
Pleasure and curtesye that Salimbene hath done for your sake:
And syth I am not able with goodes of Fortune to satisfie his
bountye, it is your person which may supply that default, to the
intent that you and I may be quytted of the oblygation, wherein
we stand bound vnto him. It behoueth that for the offer and
reward of Money whych he hath imployed, we make present of your
Beautye, not selling the pryce of your chastity, but delyueryng
the same in exchaunge of curtesye, beyng assured for hys
gentlenesse and good Nourtoure sake, hee wyll vse you none
otherwyse, or vsurpe any greater authority ouer you, than Vertue
permitteth in ech gentle and Noble hearte. I haue none other
means of satisfaction, ne larger raumsome to render free my head
from the Tribute whych Salimbene hathe gyuen for my Lyfe and
Liberty. Thynke (deare Sister) what determinate aunswere you
wyll make me, and consider if my request be meete to be denyed.
It is in your choise and pleasure to deny or consent to my
demaund. If so be that I be denyed and loose the meanes by your
refuse to be acquitted of my defender, I had rather forsake my
Citye and Countrey, than to lyue heere wyth the title of
ingratitude, for not acknowledging so greate a pleasure. But
alas, with what Eye, shall I dare behold the Nobility of Siena,
if by greate vnkyndnesse I passe vnder silence the rarest
friendship that euer was deuised? What heartes sorrow shall I
conceyue to bee pointed at wyth the finger, like one that hath
forgotten in acknowledging by effecte, the receiued pleasure of
my delyueraunce? No (sister) eyther you must bee the quyet of my
Minde, and the acquittance of vs bothe, or else must I dye, or
wander lyke a vagabond into straunge Countries, and neuer put
foote agayne into Italy.” At those words Angelica stode so
astonned and confused, and so besides hir selfe, like as wee see
one distraught of sense that feeleth himself attached with some
amaze of the Palsey. In the end recouering hir sprytes, and bee
blubbered al with teares, hir stomacke panting like the Bellowes
of a forge, she answeared hir brother in thys manner: “I knowe
not louyng Brother by reason of my troubled minde howe to
aunswere your demaund, which seemeth to be both ryght, and
wronge, right for respect of the bond, not so, in consideration
of the request. But how I proue the same, and what reason I can
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