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So courteous conge both did giue and take, / With right hands plighted, pledges of good will.
My daughter Rebecca, so please your Grace,” answered Isaac, with a low congee, nothing embarrassed by the Prince’s salutation, in which, however, there was at least as much mockery as courtesy.