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Alls well that ends well - Act III. Scene 6.

1. Act I. Scene 1.

2. Act I. Scene 2.

3. Act I. Scene 3.

4. Act II. Scene 1.

5. Act II. Scene 2.

6. Act II. Scene 3.

7. Act II. Scene 4.

8. Act II. Scene 5.

9. Act III. Scene 1.

10. Act III. Scene 2.

11. Act III. Scene 3.

12. Act III. Scene 4.

13. Act III. Scene 5.

14. Act III. Scene 6.

15. Act III. Scene 7.

16. Act IV. Scene 1.

17. Act IV. Scene 2.

18. Act IV. Scene 3.

19. Act IV. Scene 4.

20. Act IV. Scene 5.

21. Act V. Scene 1.

22. Act V. Scene 2.

23. Act V. Scene 3.

24. Epilogue

Act III. Scene 6.
Camp before Florence

Enter BERTRAM, and the two FRENCH LORDS

SECOND LORD. Nay, good my lord, put him to't; let him have his
FIRST LORD. If your lordship find him not a hiding, hold me no
in your respect.
SECOND LORD. On my life, my lord, a bubble.
BERTRAM. Do you think I am so far deceived in him?
SECOND LORD. Believe it, my lord, in mine own direct knowledge,
without any malice, but to speak of him as my kinsman, he's a
most notable coward, an infinite and endless liar, an hourly
promise-breaker, the owner of no one good quality worthy your
lordship's entertainment.
FIRST LORD. It were fit you knew him; lest, reposing too far in
virtue, which he hath not, he might at some great and trusty
business in a main danger fail you.
BERTRAM. I would I knew in what particular action to try him.
FIRST LORD. None better than to let him fetch off his drum,
you hear him so confidently undertake to do.
SECOND LORD. I with a troop of Florentines will suddenly
him; such I will have whom I am sure he knows not from the
We will bind and hoodwink him so that he shall suppose no
but that he is carried into the leaguer of the adversaries
we bring him to our own tents. Be but your lordship present
his examination; if he do not, for the promise of his life
and in
the highest compulsion of base fear, offer to betray you and
deliver all the intelligence in his power against you, and
with the divine forfeit of his soul upon oath, never trust my
judgment in anything.
FIRST LORD. O, for the love of laughter, let him fetch his
drum; he
says he has a stratagem for't. When your lordship sees the
of his success in't, and to what metal this counterfeit lump
ore will be melted, if you give him not John Drum's
entertainment, your inclining cannot be removed. Here he


SECOND LORD. O, for the love of laughter, hinder not the honour
his design; let him fetch off his drum in any hand.
BERTRAM. How now, monsieur! This drum sticks sorely in your
FIRST LORD. A pox on 't; let it go; 'tis but a drum.
PAROLLES. But a drum! Is't but a drum? A drum so lost! There
excellent command: to charge in with our horse upon our own
wings, and to rend our own soldiers!
FIRST LORD. That was not to be blam'd in the command of the
service; it was a disaster of war that Caesar himself could
have prevented, if he had been there to command.
BERTRAM. Well, we cannot greatly condemn our success.
Some dishonour we had in the loss of that drum; but it is not
be recovered.
PAROLLES. It might have been recovered.
BERTRAM. It might, but it is not now.
PAROLLES. It is to be recovered. But that the merit of service
seldom attributed to the true and exact performer, I would
that drum or another, or 'hic jacet.'
BERTRAM. Why, if you have a stomach, to't, monsieur. If you
your mystery in stratagem can bring this instrument of honour
again into his native quarter, be magnanimous in the
and go on; I will grace the attempt for a worthy exploit. If
speed well in it, the Duke shall both speak of it and extend
you what further becomes his greatness, even to the utmost
syllable of our worthiness.
PAROLLES. By the hand of a soldier, I will undertake it.
BERTRAM. But you must not now slumber in it.
PAROLLES. I'll about it this evening; and I will presently pen
down my dilemmas, encourage myself in my certainty, put
into my mortal preparation; and by midnight look to hear
from me.
BERTRAM. May I be bold to acquaint his Grace you are gone about
PAROLLES. I know not what the success will be, my lord, but the
attempt I vow.
BERTRAM. I know th' art valiant; and, to the of thy
will subscribe for thee. Farewell.
PAROLLES. I love not many words. Exit
SECOND LORD. No more than a fish loves water. Is not this a
fellow, my lord, that so confidently seems to undertake this
business, which he knows is not to be done; damns himself to
and dares better be damn'd than to do 't.
FIRST LORD. You do not know him, my lord, as we do. Certain it
that he will steal himself into a man's favour, and for a
escape a great deal of discoveries; but when you find him
you have him ever after.
BERTRAM. Why, do you think he will make no deed at all of this
so seriously he does address himself unto?
SECOND LORD. None in the world; but return with an invention,
clap upon you two or three probable lies. But we have almost
emboss'd him. You shall see his fall to-night; for indeed he
not for your lordship's respect.
FIRST LORD. We'll make you some sport with the fox ere we case
He was first smok'd by the old Lord Lafeu. When his disguise
he is parted, tell me what a sprat you shall find him; which
shall see this very night.
SECOND LORD. I must go look my twigs; he shall be caught.
BERTRAM. Your brother, he shall go along with me.
SECOND LORD. As't please your lordship. I'll leave you. Exit
BERTRAM. Now will I lead you to the house, and show you
The lass I spoke of.
FIRST LORD. But you say she's honest.
BERTRAM. That's all the fault. I spoke with her but once,
And found her wondrous cold; but I sent to her,
By this same coxcomb that we have i' th' wind,
Tokens and letters which she did re-send;
And this is all I have done. She's a fair creature;
Will you go see her?
FIRST LORD. With all my heart, my lord. Exeunt

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