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PANDARUS
Why, you know ’tis dimpled − I think his smiling becomes him better than any
man in all Phrygia.
CRESSIDA
O, he smiles valiantly. [125]
PANDARUS
Does he not?
CRESSIDA
O, yes, an ’twere a cloud in autumn.
PANDARUS
Why, go to, then: but to prove to you that Helen loves Troilus −
CRESSIDA
Troilus will stand to the proof, if you’ll prove it so. [130]
PANDARUS
Troilus? Why, he esteems her no more than I esteem an addle egg.
CRESSIDA
If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle head you would eat
chickens i’th’shell. [135]
PANDARUS
I cannot choose but laugh, to think how she tickled his chin − indeed, she has
a marvellous white hand, I must needs confess −
CRESSIDA
Without the rack.
PANDARUS
And she takes upon her to spy a white hair on [140] his chin.
CRESSIDA
