All’s
Well That Ends Well – Act Three – “No legacy is so rich as honesty.”
The action of the play briefly crosses to Florence where the Duke
of Florence is upset that the King of France will not provide an army for his
war with Austria. He is consoled by two noblemen who state that independent
young French nobles will come to fight anyway.
“But
I am sure the younger of our nature,
That
surfeit on their ease, will day by day
Come
here for physic.”
We then return to Rousillon, where Helena has arrived and given
the Countess the letter from her son which she reads out aloud although Helena
is not present at the time:
“ ‘I
have sent you a daughter-in-law: she hath
recovered
the king, and undone me. I have wedded
her,
not bedded her; and sworn to make the 'not'
eternal.
You shall hear I am run away: know it
before
the report come. If there be breadth enough
in the
world, I will hold a long distance. My duty
to
you. Your unfortunate son,
BERTRAM.’
”
Then Helena enters. She also has a letter from her husband Bertram
which she reads out aloud to the Countess and which states that Bertram will
only truly become her husband when has Helena is able to wear his ring (which
he always has in his possession and he never takes off) and is able to bear him
a child (which seems as if it can’t happen because Bertram refuses to sleep
with Helena).
“ ‘When
thou canst get the ring upon my finger which
never
shall come off, and show me a child begotten
of thy
body that I am father to, then call me
husband:
but in such a 'then' I write a 'never.' ”
The Countess is shocked at her son’s behaviour and tells some
lords who are present to tell her son that “…his sword can never win the
honour he loses…” The Countess exits and Helena is heartbroken reveals in a
monologue that she will leave Rousillon and go somewhere else:
“ ‘Till I have no wife, I have nothing in France.'
Nothing in France, until he has no wife!
Thou shalt have none, Rousillon, none in France;
Then hast thou all again. Poor lord! is't I
That chase thee from thy country and expose
Those tender limbs of thine to the event
Of the none-sparing war? and is it I
That drive thee from the sportive court, where thou
Wast shot at with fair eyes, to be the mark
Of smoky muskets? O you leaden messengers,
That ride upon the violent speed of fire,
Fly with false aim; move the still-peering air,
That sings with piercing; do not touch my lord.
Whoever shoots at him, I set him there;
Whoever charges on his forward breast,
I am the caitiff that do hold him to't;
And, though I kill him not, I am the cause
His death was so effected: better 'twere
I met the ravin lion when he roar'd
With sharp constraint of hunger; better 'twere
That all the miseries which nature owes
Were mine at once. No, come thou home, Rousillon,
Whence honour but of danger wins a scar,
As oft it loses all: I will be gone;
My being here it is that holds thee hence:
Shall I stay here to do't? no, no, although
The air of paradise did fan the house
And angels officed all: I will be gone,
That pitiful rumour may report my flight,
To consolate thine ear. Come, night; end, day!
For with the dark, poor thief, I'll steal away.’ ”
The action of the play then moves quickly from one location to
another. Back in Florence, the Duke of Florence makes Bertram a general of his
horse. While in Rousillon, the Countess finds a letter written by Helena, who
says that she intends to go to a monastery to stay. The Countess is upset with
her son and orders for letters to be drafted and sent quickly to her so that he
will come home soon so she can resolve the issue. She also hopes that Helena
will return as well.
“What angel shall
Bless this unworthy husband? he cannot thrive,
Unless her prayers, whom heaven delights to hear
And loves to grant, reprieve him from the wrath
Of greatest justice. Write, write, Rinaldo,
To this unworthy husband of his wife;
Let every word weigh heavy of her worth
That he does weigh too light: my greatest grief.
Though little he do feel it, set down sharply.
Dispatch the most convenient messenger:
When haply he shall hear that she is gone,
He will return; and hope I may that she,
Hearing so much, will speed her foot again,
Led hither by pure love: which of them both
Is dearest to me. I have no skill in sense
To make distinction: provide this messenger:
My heart is heavy and mine age is weak;
Grief would have tears, and sorrow bids me speak.”
We cross to Florence, where an old Widow and her daughter Diana
talk about the exploits of the French soldiers fighting for Florence especially
Bertram. The Helena enters disguised as a pilgrim. The conversation reveals
that Bertram, seems to fancy Diana and that he probably wants to sleep with
her. Helena is obviously interested in the conversation (being married to
Bertram) and joins in without revealing her true identity. The old Widow tells
Diana to not give into Bertram and that she should keep her virginity. It is
revealed that Bertram has a wife who he hates. No-one knows that the wife is in
fact Helena who is beside them. Helena is invited to stay at the Old Widow’s
house for the night.
At the Florentine army camp, a couple of lords advise Bertram that
Parolles is a liar and a braggart. They develop a plan to reveal Parolles as a
coward through getting him to retrieve a drum that was lost in battle, and then
in disguise as enemy soldiers they will blindfold him and interrogate and get
him to betray Bertram. Parolles enters and he declares that he will retrieve
the drum. Parolles exits and Bertram declares that the plan won’t work and that
Parolles is loyal and brave. The Second Lord invites Bertram to come with him
to see Diana, who it is obvious all think he fancies and will sleep with.
At the Old Widow’s house, Helena has revealed her true identity to
the Old Widow. Helena then wants to give the Old Widow some money so that her
daughter Diana will get the ring that Helena needs from Bertram, and then
invite him to her bedchamber where in the dark, Helena will switch places with
Diana and Bertram will sleep with his wife and thus consummate his marriage to
his real wife.
“Take this purse of gold,
And let me buy your friendly help thus far,
Which I will over-pay and pay again
When I have found it. The count he wooes your daughter,
Lays down his wanton siege before her beauty,
Resolved to carry her: let her in fine consent,
As we'll direct her how 'tis best to bear it.
Now his important blood will nought deny
That she'll demand: a ring the county wears,
That downward hath succeeded in his house
From son to son, some four or five descents
Since the first father wore it: this ring he holds
In most rich choice; yet in his idle fire,
To buy his will, it would not seem too dear,
Howe'er repented after…
You see it lawful, then: it is no more,
But that your daughter, ere she seems as won,
Desires this ring; appoints him an encounter;
In fine, delivers me to fill the time,
Herself most chastely absent: after this,
To marry her, I'll add three thousand crowns
To what is passed already.”
The
Old Widow agrees, and tells Helena that with Diana’s bessing, that Helena’s
plan can and should go ahead.
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