all’s well that end’s well(终成眷属)-第12章
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What shall be done to him？ SECOND LORD。 Nothing； but let him have
thanks。 Demand of him my condition； and what credit I have with the
Duke。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Well； that's set down。 'You shall demand of him
whether one Captain Dumain be i' th' camp； a Frenchman； what his
reputation is with the Duke； what his valour； honesty； expertness in wars；
or whether he thinks it were not possible； with well…weighing sums of gold；
to corrupt him to a revolt。' What say you to this？ What do you know of it？
PAROLLES。 I beseech you； let me answer to the particular of the
inter'gatories。 Demand them singly。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Do you know this
Captain Dumain？ PAROLLES。 I know him： 'a was a botcher's prentice in
Paris； from whence he was whipt for getting the shrieve's fool with child…a
dumb innocent that could not say him nay。 BERTRAM。 Nay； by your
leave； hold your hands； though I know his brains are forfeit to the next tile
that falls。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Well； is this captain in the Duke of Florence's
camp？ PAROLLES。 Upon my knowledge； he is； and lousy。 SECOND
LORD。 Nay； look not so upon me； we shall hear of your lordship anon。
FIRST SOLDIER。 What is his reputation with the Duke？ PAROLLES。
The Duke knows him for no other but a poor officer of mine； and writ to
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me this other day to turn him out o' th' band。 I think I have his letter in my
pocket。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Marry； we'll search。 PAROLLES。 In good
sadness； I do not know； either it is there or it is upon a file with the Duke's
other letters in my tent。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Here 'tis； here's a paper。 Shall I
read it to you？ PAROLLES。 I do not know if it be it or no。 BERTRAM。
Our interpreter does it well。 SECOND LORD。 Excellently。 FIRST
SOLDIER。 ＇Reads＇ 'Dian； the Count's a fool； and full of gold。'
PAROLLES。 That is not the Duke's letter； sir； that is an advertisement to a
proper maid in Florence； one Diana； to take heed of the allurement of one
Count Rousillon； a foolish idle boy； but for all that very ruttish。 I pray you；
sir； put it up again。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Nay； I'll read it first by your favour。
PAROLLES。 My meaning in't； I protest； was very honest in the behalf of
the maid； for I knew the young Count to be a dangerous and lascivious
boy； who is a whale to virginity； and devours up all the fry it finds。
BERTRAM。 Damnable both…sides rogue！ FIRST SOLDIER。 ＇Reads＇
'When he swears oaths； bid him drop gold； and take it； After he scores； he
never pays the score。 Half won is match well made； match； and well make
it； He ne'er pays after…debts； take it before。 And say a soldier； Dian； told
thee this： Men are to mell with； boys are not to kiss； For count of this； the
Count's a fool； I know it； Who pays before； but not when he does owe it。
Thine； as he vow'd to thee in thine ear； PAROLLES。' BERTRAM。 He shall
be whipt through the army with this rhyme in's forehead。 FIRST LORD。
This is your devoted friend； sir； the manifold linguist； and the amnipotent
soldier。 BERTRAM。 I could endure anything before but a cat； and now
he's a cat to me。 FIRST SOLDIER。 I perceive； sir； by our General's looks
we shall be fain to hang you。 PAROLLES。 My life； sir； in any case！ Not
that I am afraid to die； but that； my offences being many； I would repent
out the remainder of nature。 Let me live； sir； in a dungeon； i' th' stocks； or
anywhere； so I may live。 FIRST SOLDIER。 We'll see what may be done；
so you confess freely； therefore； once more to this Captain Dumain： you
have answer'd to his reputation with the Duke； and to his valour； what is
his honesty？ PAROLLES。 He will steal； sir； an egg out of a cloister； for
rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus。 He professes not keeping of
oaths； in breaking 'em he is stronger than Hercules。 He will lie； sir； with
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such volubility that you would think truth were a fool。 Drunkenness is his
best virtue； for he will be swine…drunk； and in his sleep he does little harm；
save to his bedclothes about him； but they know his conditions and lay
him in straw。 I have but little more to say； sir； of his honesty。 He has
everything that an honest man should not have； what an honest man
should have he has nothing。 SECOND LORD。 I begin to love him for this。
BERTRAM。 For this description of thine honesty？ A pox upon him！ For
me； he's more and more a cat。 FIRST SOLDIER。 What say you to his
expertness in war？ PAROLLES。 Faith； sir； has led the drum before the
English tragedians…to belie him I will not…and more of his soldier…ship I
know not； except in that country he had the honour to be the officer at a
place there called Mile…end to instruct for the doubling of files…I would do
the man what honour I can…but of this I am not certain。 SECOND LORD。
He hath out…villain'd villainy so far that the rarity redeems him。
BERTRAM。 A pox on him！ he's a cat still。 FIRST SOLDIER。 His qualities
being at this poor price； I need not to ask you if gold will corrupt him to
revolt。 PAROLLES。 Sir； for a cardecue he will sell the fee…simple of his
salvation； the inheritance of it； and cut th' entail from all
remainders and a perpetual succession for it perpetually。 FIRST
SOLDIER。 What's his brother； the other Captain Dumain？ FIRST LORD。
Why does he ask him of me？ FIRST SOLDIER。 What's he？ PAROLLES。
E'en a crow o' th' same nest； not altogether so great as the first in goodness；
but greater a great deal in evil。 He excels his brother for a coward； yet his
brother is reputed one of the best that is。 In a retreat he outruns any lackey：
marry； in coming on he has the cramp。 FIRST SOLDIER。 If your life be
saved； will you undertake to betray the Florentine？ PAROLLES。 Ay； and
the Captain of his Horse； Count Rousillon。 FIRST SOLDIER。 I'll whisper
with the General； and know his pleasure。 PAROLLES。 ＇Aside＇ I'll no more
drumming。 A plague of all drums！ Only to seem to deserve well； and to
beguile the supposition of that lascivious young boy the Count； have I run
into this danger。 Yet who would have suspected an ambush where I was
taken？ FIRST SOLDIER。 There is no remedy； sir； but you must die。 The
General says you that have so traitorously discover'd the
secrets of your army； and made such pestiferous reports of men very
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nobly held； can serve the world for no honest use； therefore you must die。
Come； headsman； off with his head。 PAROLLES。 O Lord； sir； let me live；
or let me see my death！ FIRST SOLDIER。 That shall you； and take your
leave of all your friends。 ＇Unmuffling him＇ So look about you； know you
any here？ BERTRAM。 Good morrow； noble Captain。 FIRST LORD。 God
bless you； Captain Parolles。 SECOND LORD。 God save you； noble
Captain。 FIRST LORD。 Captain； what greeting will you to my Lord Lafeu？
I am for France。 SECOND LORD。 Good Captain； will you give me a copy
of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the Count Rousillon？ An I
were not a very coward I'd compel it of you； but fare you well。 Exeunt
BERTRAM and LORDS FIRST SOLDIER。 You are undone； Captain； all
but your scarf； that has a knot on 't yet。 PAROLLES。 Who cannot be
crush'd with a plot？ FIRST SOLDIER。 If you could find out a country
where but women were that had received so much shame； you might begin
an impudent
nation。 Fare ye well； sir； I am for France too； we shall speak of you
there。 Exit with SOLDIERS PAROLLES。 Yet am I thankful。 If my heart
were great； 'Twould burst at this。 Captain I'll be no more； But I will eat；
and drink； and sleep as soft As captain shall。 Simply the thing I am Shall
make me live。 Who knows himself a braggart； Let him fear this； for it will
come to pass That every braggart shall be found an ass。 Rust； sword； cool；
blushes； and； Parolles； live Safest in shame。 Being fool'd； by fool'ry thrive。
There's place and means for every man alive。 I'll after them。 Exit
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SCENE 4。 The WIDOW'S house
Enter HELENA； WIDOW； and DIANA
HELENA。 That you may well perceive I have not wrong'd you！ One
of the greatest in the Christian world Shall be my surety； fore whose
throne 'tis needful； Ere I can perfect mine intents； to kneel。 Time was I did
him a desired office； Dear almost as his life； which gratitude Through
flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth； And answer 'Thanks。' I duly am
inform'd His Grace is at Marseilles； to which place We have convenient
convoy。 You must know I am supposed dead。 The army breaking； My
husband hies him home； where； heaven aiding； And by the leave of my
good lord the King； We'll be before our welcome。 WIDOW。 Gentle madam；
You never had a servant to whose trust Your business was more welcome。
HELENA。 Nor you； mistress； Ever a friend whose thoughts more truly
labour To recompense your love。 Doubt not but heaven Hath brought me
up to be your daughter's dower； As it hath fated her to be my motive And
helper to a husband。 But； O strange men！ That can such sweet use make of
what they hate； When saucy trusting of the cozen'd thoughts Defiles the
pitchy night。 So lust doth play With what it loathes； for that which is away。
But more of this hereafter。 You； Diana； Under my poor instructions yet
must suffer Something in my behalf。 DIANA。 Let death and honesty Go
with your impositions； I am yours Upon your will to suffer。 HELENA。 Yet；
I pray you： But with the word the time will bring on summer； When briers
shall have leaves as well as thorns And be as sweet as sharp。 We must
away； Our waggon is prepar'd； and time revives us。 All's Well that Ends
Well。 Still the fine's the crown。 Whate'er the course； the end is the renown。
Exeunt
