Thou art all mine. All mine, my love? Or is
That little "all" my greatest flatterer?
Kent. You know my heart. Where have you been so long?
Mar. With Eleanor. I brought her home with me.
Kent. She's here?
Mar. Yes, Hubert. Ah, she loves you well.
Kent. She loves me?
Mar. Better than you thought.
Kent. [In sudden hope] Then ... Speak!
What has she told you?