Marseilles. A Street.
 Enter HELENA, WIDOW, and DIANA, with two ATTENDANTS.

Helena	But this exceeding posting day and night
	Must wear your spirits low. We cannot help it;
	But since you have made the days and nights as one
	To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs,
	Be bold you do so grow in my requital
	As nothing can unroot you.

                            Enter a GENTLEMAN.

								In happy time!
	This man may help me to his majesty's ear,
	If he would spend his power. God save you, sir!

Gentleman	And you.

Helena	Sir, I have seen you in the court of France.

Gentleman	I have been sometimes there.

Helena	I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen
	From the report that goes upon your goodness,
	And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions
	Which lay nice manners by, I put you to
	The use of your own virtues, for the which
	I shall continue thankful.

Gentleman								What's your will?

Helena	That it will please you
	To give this poor petition to the king,
	And aid me with that store of power you have
	To come into his presence.

Gentleman	The king's not here.

Helena						Not here, sir?

Gentleman										Not indeed.
	He hence removed last night, and with more haste
	Than is his use.

Widow					Lord, how we lose our pains!

Helena	All's well that ends well yet,
	Though time seem so adverse and means unfit.
	I do beseech you, whither is he gone?

Gentleman	Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon,
	Whither I am going.

Helena						I do beseech you, sir,
	Since you are like to see the king before me,
	Commend the paper to his gracious hand,
	Which I presume shall render you no blame,
	But rather make you thank your pains for it.
	I will come after you with what good speed
	Our means will make us means.

Gentleman								This I'll do for you.

Helena	And you shall find yourself to be well thanked,
	Whate'er falls more. We must to horse again.
	Go, go, provide.
												[Exeunt.
