Troilus and Cressida [with Biographical Introduction]

by William Shakespeare

PANDARUS. That's true; make no question of that. 'Two and fifty hairs,' quoth he 'and one white. That white hair is my father, and all the rest are his sons.' 'Jupiter!' quoth she 'which of these hairs is Paris my husband?' 'The forked one,' quoth he, 'pluck't out and give it him.' But there was such laughing! And Helen so blush'd, and Paris so chaf'd; and all the rest so laugh'd that it pass'd.