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    Act 4, Scene I

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    SCENE I. Without the Florentine camp.

    Enter Second French Lord, with five or six other Soldiers in ambush
    Second Lord
    He can come no other way but by this hedge-corner.
    When you sally upon him, speak what terrible
    language you will: though you understand it not
    yourselves, no matter; for we must not seem to
    understand him, unless some one among us whom we
    must produce for an interpreter.

    First Soldier
    Good captain, let me be the interpreter.

    Second Lord
    Art not acquainted with him? knows he not thy voice?

    First Soldier
    No, sir, I warrant you.

    Second Lord
    But what linsey-woolsey hast thou to speak to us again?

    First Soldier
    E'en such as you speak to me.

    Second Lord
    He must think us some band of strangers i' the
    adversary's entertainment. Now he hath a smack of
    all neighbouring languages; therefore we must every
    one be a man of his own fancy, not to know what we
    speak one to another; so we seem to know, is to
    know straight our purpose: choughs' language,
    gabble enough, and good enough. As for you,
    interpreter, you must seem very politic. But couch,
    ho! here he comes, to beguile two hours in a sleep,
    and then to return and swear the lies he forges.

    Enter PAROLLES

    PAROLLES
    Ten o'clock: within these three hours 'twill be
    time enough to go home. What shall I say I have
    done? It must be a very plausive invention that
    carries it: they begin to smoke me; and disgraces
    have of late knocked too often at my door. I find
    my tongue is too foolhardy; but my heart hath the
    fear of Mars before it and of his creatures, not
    daring the reports of my tongue.

    Second Lord
    This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue
    was guilty of.

    PAROLLES
    What the devil should move me to undertake the
    recovery of this drum, being not ignorant of the
    impossibility, and knowing I had no such purpose? I
    must give myself some hurts, and say I got them in
    exploit: yet slight ones will not carry it; they
    will say, 'Came you off with so little?' and great
    ones I dare not give. Wherefore, what's the
    instance? Tongue, I must put you into a
    butter-woman's mouth and buy myself another of
    Bajazet's mule, if you prattle me into these perils.

    Second Lord
    Is it possible he should know what he is, and be
    that he is?

    PAROLLES
    I would the cutting of my garments would serve the
    turn, or the breaking of my Spanish sword.

    Second Lord
    We cannot afford you so.

    PAROLLES
    Or the baring of my beard; and to say it was in
    stratagem.

    Second Lord
    'Twould not do.

    PAROLLES
    Or to drown my clothes, and say I was stripped.

    Second Lord
    Hardly serve.

    PAROLLES
    Though I swore I leaped from the window of the citadel.

    Second Lord
    How deep?

    PAROLLES
    Thirty fathom.

    Second Lord
    Three great oaths would scarce make that be believed.

    PAROLLES
    I would I had any drum of the enemy's: I would swear
    I recovered it.

    Second Lord
    You shall hear one anon.

    PAROLLES
    A drum now of the enemy's,--

    Alarum within

    Second Lord
    Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo.

    All
    Cargo, cargo, cargo, villiando par corbo, cargo.

    PAROLLES
    O, ransom, ransom! do not hide mine eyes.

    They seize and blindfold him

    First Soldier
    Boskos thromuldo boskos.

    PAROLLES
    I know you are the Muskos' regiment:
    And I shall lose my life for want of language;
    If there be here German, or Dane, low Dutch,
    Italian, or French, let him speak to me; I'll
    Discover that which shall undo the Florentine.

    First Soldier
    Boskos vauvado: I understand thee, and can speak
    thy tongue. Kerely bonto, sir, betake thee to thy
    faith, for seventeen poniards are at thy bosom.

    PAROLLES
    O!

    First Soldier
    O, pray, pray, pray! Manka revania dulche.

    Second Lord
    Oscorbidulchos volivorco.

    First Soldier
    The general is content to spare thee yet;
    And, hoodwink'd as thou art, will lead thee on
    To gather from thee: haply thou mayst inform
    Something to save thy life.

    PAROLLES
    O, let me live!
    And all the secrets of our camp I'll show,
    Their force, their purposes; nay, I'll speak that
    Which you will wonder at.

    First Soldier
    But wilt thou faithfully?

    PAROLLES
    If I do not, damn me.

    First Soldier
    Acordo linta.
    Come on; thou art granted space.

    Exit, with PAROLLES guarded. A short alarum within

    Second Lord
    Go, tell the Count Rousillon, and my brother,
    We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled
    Till we do hear from them.

    Second Soldier
    Captain, I will.

    Second Lord
    A' will betray us all unto ourselves:
    Inform on that.

    Second Soldier
    So I will, sir.

    Second Lord
    Till then I'll keep him dark and safely lock'd.

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