All's Well, That Ends Well
All's Well, That Ends Well KING. Come, come, to the purpose. Did he love this woman?
PAROLLES. Faith, sir, he did love her; but how?
KING. How, I pray you?
PAROLLES. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves a woman.
KING. How is that?
PAROLLES. He lov’d her, sir, and lov’d her not.
KING. As thou art a knave and no knave. What an equivocal companion is this!
PAROLLES. I am a poor man, and at your majesty’s command.
LAFEW. He’s a good drum, my lord, but a naughty orator.
DIANA. Do you know he promised me marriage?
PAROLLES. Faith, I know more than I’ll speak.
KING. But wilt thou not speak all thou know’st?
PAROLLES. Yes, so please your majesty. I did go between them as I said; but more than that, he loved her, for indeed he was mad for her, and talked of Satan, and of Limbo, and of furies, and I know not what: yet I was in that credit with them at that time that I knew of their going to bed; and of other motions, as promising her marriage, and things which would derive me ill will to speak of; therefore I will not speak what I know.