Page 877 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3
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FIRST SOLDIER

          Shall I set down your answer so?



              PAROLLES
          Do. I’ll take the sacrament on’t, how and which way you will.



              BERTRAM
          All’s one to him. What a past saving slave is [135] this!



              FIRST LORD
          Y’are deceived, my lord; this is Monsieur Parolles, the gallant militarist − that
          was his own phrase − that had the whole theoric of war in the knot of his

          scarf, and the practice in the chape of his dagger. [140]



              SECOND LORD
          I will never trust a man again for keeping his sword clean, nor believe he can
          have everything in him by wearing his apparel neatly.



              FIRST SOLDIER
          Well, that’s set down.



              PAROLLES
          ‘Five or six thousand horse’ I said − I will say [145] true − ‘or thereabouts’
          set down, for I’ll speak truth.



              FIRST LORD

          He’s very near the truth in this.


              BERTRAM

          But I con him no thanks for’t, in the nature he delivers it.



              PAROLLES
          ‘Poor rogues’ I pray you say. [150]



              FIRST SOLDIER
          Well, that’s set down.
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