Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty: He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to't; I am either maid, or else this old man's wife. [Pointing to LAFEU. King. She does abuse our ears: to prison with her. Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail.-[Exit Widow.] Stay, royal King. Hel. Sir: The jeweller that owes the ring is sent for, Re-enter Widow, with HELENA. Is there no exorcist Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes? No, my good lord; 'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see, Ber. Both, both :-O, pardon ! I found you wondrous kind. There is your ring; Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue, Deadly divorce step between me and you! O my dear mother, do I see you living? Laf. Mine eyes smell onions; I shall weep anon:— [TO PAROLLES.] Good Tom Drum, lend me a handkerchief: so, I thank thee: wait on me home, I'll make sport with thee: let thy courtesies alone, they are scurvy ones. King. Let us from point to point this story know, To make the even truth in pleasure flow.— [To DIANA.] If thou be'st yet a fresh uncroppèd flower, Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower; Thou kept'st a wife herself, thyself a maid.- [Flourish. [Exeunt. |