WIDOW.
Marry, hang you!
MARIANA.
And your courtesy, for a ring-carrier!
[Exeunt Bertram, Parolles, Officers and Soldiers.]
WIDOW.
The troop is past. Come, pilgrim, I will bring you
Where you shall host; of enjoin’d penitents
There’s four or five, to great Saint Jaques bound,
Already at my house.
HELENA.
I humbly thank you.
Please it this matron and this gentle maid
To eat with us tonight; the charge and thanking
Shall be for me; and, to requite you further,
I will bestow some precepts of this virgin,
Worthy the note.
BOTH.
We’ll take your offer kindly.
[Exeunt.]
SCENE VI. Camp before Florence.
Enter Bertram and the two French Lords.
FIRST LORD.
Nay, good my lord, put him to’t; let him have his way.