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    Act 3, Scene V

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    SCENE V. Florence. Without the walls. A tucket afar off.

    Enter an old Widow of Florence, DIANA, VIOLENTA, and MARIANA, with other Citizens
    Widow
    Nay, come; for if they do approach the city, we
    shall lose all the sight.

    DIANA
    They say the French count has done most honourable service.

    Widow
    It is reported that he has taken their greatest
    commander; and that with his own hand he slew the
    duke's brother.

    Tucket

    We have lost our labour; they are gone a contrary
    way: hark! you may know by their trumpets.

    MARIANA
    Come, let's return again, and suffice ourselves with
    the report of it. Well, Diana, take heed of this
    French earl: the honour of a maid is her name; and
    no legacy is so rich as honesty.

    Widow
    I have told my neighbour how you have been solicited
    by a gentleman his companion.

    MARIANA
    I know that knave; hang him! one Parolles: a
    filthy officer he is in those suggestions for the
    young earl. Beware of them, Diana; their promises,
    enticements, oaths, tokens, and all these engines of
    lust, are not the things they go under: many a maid
    hath been seduced by them; and the misery is,
    example, that so terrible shows in the wreck of
    maidenhood, cannot for all that dissuade succession,
    but that they are limed with the twigs that threaten
    them. I hope I need not to advise you further; but
    I hope your own grace will keep you where you are,
    though there were no further danger known but the
    modesty which is so lost.

    DIANA
    You shall not need to fear me.

    Widow
    I hope so.

    Enter HELENA, disguised like a Pilgrim

    Look, here comes a pilgrim: I know she will lie at
    my house; thither they send one another: I'll
    question her. God save you, pilgrim! whither are you bound?

    HELENA
    To Saint Jaques le Grand.
    Where do the palmers lodge, I do beseech you?

    Widow
    At the Saint Francis here beside the port.

    HELENA
    Is this the way?

    Widow
    Ay, marry, is't.

    A march afar

    Hark you! they come this way.
    If you will tarry, holy pilgrim,
    But till the troops come by,
    I will conduct you where you shall be lodged;
    The rather, for I think I know your hostess
    As ample as myself.

    HELENA
    Is it yourself?

    Widow
    If you shall please so, pilgrim.

    HELENA
    I thank you, and will stay upon your leisure.

    Widow
    You came, I think, from France?

    HELENA
    I did so.

    Widow
    Here you shall see a countryman of yours
    That has done worthy service.

    HELENA
    His name, I pray you.

    DIANA
    The Count Rousillon: know you such a one?

    HELENA
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