My reasons are most strong; and you shall know them, [Exit. (Exit Enter the two French Lords, and two or three Soldiers. i Lord. You have not given him his mother's lecter ? 2 Lord. I have deliver'd it an hour since: there is something in't that stings his nature; for, on the reading it, he chang'd almost into another man. Lord. He has much worthy blame laid upon him, for shaking off so good a wife, and so sweet a lady. 2 Lord. Especially he hath incurred the everlasting dif ! braid, ]--deceitful. I live. pleasure pleasure of the king, who had even tun'd his bounty to sing happiness to him. I will tell you a thing, but you Ihall let it dwell darkly with you. i Lord. When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I am the grave of it. 2 Lord. He hath perverted a young gentlewoman here in Florence, of a most chaste renown; and this night he Aeshes his will in the spoil of her honour ; he hath given her his monumental ring, and thinks himself made in the unchaste composition. i Lord. Now God "delay our rebellion ; as we are ourselves, what things are we ! 2 Lord. Merely our own traitors. And as in the common course of all treasons, we still see them reveal themselves, °ere they attain to their abhorr'd ends ; so he, that in this action contrives against his own nobility, P in his proper stream o'erflows himself. i Lord. Is it not moft damnable in us, to be trumpeters of our unlawful intents? We shall not then have his company to-night? 2 Lord. Not 'till after midnight ; for he is dieced to his hour, i Lord. That approaches apace: I would gladly have him see his 'companion anatomized; that he might take a measure of his own judgment, wherein so curiously he had set this counterfeit. 2 Lord. We will not meddle with him till he come ; for his presence must be the whip of the other. i Lord. In the mean time, what hear you of these wars? 2 Lord. I hear, there is an overture of peace. i Lord. Nay, I assure you, a peace concluded. A delay]-avert, prevent. o'till. P in his proper stream o'erflows himself.]--betrays his secrets by his own talk. meant ; meantime ; mean and. company. ! 2 Lord. What will count Rougllon do then? will he travel higher, or return again into France ? i Lord. I perceive by this demand, you are not altogether of his counsel. 2 Lord. Let it be forbid, sir! so should I be a great deal of his act. i Lord. Sir, his wife, some two months since, fled from his house ; her pretence, a pilgrimage to Saint Jaques le grand; which holy undertaking, with most austere fanctimony, she accomplish'd : and, there residing, through the tenderness of her nature, became as a prey to her grief; in fine, made a groan of her last breath, and now she sings in heaven, 2 Lord. How is this justified ? i Lord. The stronger part of it by her own letters ; which makes her story true, even to the point of her death: her death itself, which could not be her office to fay, is come, was faithfully confirm'd by the rector of the place. 2 Lord. Hath the count all this intelligence ? i Lord. Ay, and the particular confirmations, point from point, to the full arming of the verity. 2 Lord. I am heartily forry, that he'll be glad of this. i Lord. How mightily, sometimes, we make us comforts of our losses ! 2 Lord, And how mightily, some other times, we drown our gain in tears ! the great dignity, that his valour hath here acquired for him, shall at home be encounter'd with a shame as ample. i Lord. The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud, if our faults whip'd them not; and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherish'd by our virtues.the tenderness. justified ?]-made out, evinced. from point to point,-point for point. Enter Enter a Servant. How now? where's your master ? Serv. He met the duke in the street, fir, of whom he hath taken a folemn leave ; his lordship will next morning for France. The duke hath offered him letters of commendations to the king. 2 Lord. They shall be no more than needful there," if they were more than they can commend. Enter Bertram. 1 Lord. They cannot be too sweet for the king's tartness. Here's his lordship now. How now, my lord, is't not after midnight? Ber. I have to-night dispatch'd fixteen businesses, a month's length a-piece, * by an abstract of success; I have conge'd with the duke, done my adieu with his nearest ; buried a wife, mourn'd for her; writ to my lady mother, I am returning; ? entertain'd my convoy; and, between these main parcels of dispatch, effected many nicer needs : the last was the greatest, but that I have not ended yet. 2 Lord. If the business be of any difficulty, and this morning your departure hence, it requires haite of your lordship Ber. I mean, the business is not ended, as fearing a to hear of ic hereafter : But shall we have this dialogue between the fool and the soldier ? — Come, bring forth this countefeit module; he has deceiy'd me, like a doublemeaning prophesier. if they were more than they can commend. ]-though their contents Thould be more ample than authentick. * by an abstract of fuccefs ; ]-as it appears from a short note of each, taken down as they were successively executed. y neareft ; ]-courtiers. z entertain'd]-provided. to bear of it bereafter :]-the common consequences of such an intrigue, which may prove troublesome. counterfeit module ;]-pretended pattern of perfection. 2 Lord. 2 Lord. Bring him forth: he has sat in the stocks all night, poor gallant knave. Ber. No matter; his heels have deserv'd it, in usurping his spurs so long. How does he carry himself? 1 Lord. I have told your lordship already; the stocks carry him. But, to answer you as you would be understood; he weeps, like a wench that had shed her milk: he hath confess'd himself to Morgan, whom he supposes to be a friar, from the time of his remembrance, to this very instant disaster of his setting i’the stocks : And what, think you, he hath confeft? Ber. Nothing of me, has he ? 2 Lord. His confession is taken, and it shall be read to his face: if your lordship be in't, as, I believe you are, you must have the patience to hear it. Re-enter Soldiers with Parolles. Ber. A plague upon him! muffled! he can say nothing of me. i Lord. Hush! hush! * Hoodman comes ! - Porto tartarojo. Inter. He calls for the tortures; What will you say without 'em ? Par. I will confess what I know without constraint: if ye pinch me like a pasty, I can say no more. Inter. Boško chimurcho. Inter. You are a merciful general :— Our general bids you answer to what I shall ask you out of a note. Par. And truly, as I hope to live. Inter. First demand of him, how many borse the duke is strong. What say you to that ? Par, Five or six thousand; but very weak and unler. viceable : the trcops are all scatter'd, and the command • Hoodman)-Parelles blindfolded, ers |