At present, I can save thee from every harm." With these words he withdrew himself from her embrace, and had gained the outer door just as Gionetta came from the kitchen with her hands full of such cheer as she had managed to collect together.
Zicci laid his hand on the old woman's arm.
"Signor Glyndon," said he, "loves Isabel; he may wed her.

You love your mistress: plead for him.

Disabuse her, if you can, of any caprice for me.

I am a bird ever on the wing." He dropped a purse, heavy with gold, into Gionetta's bosom, and was gone..