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Oli. I'll come to him, Good Maria, let this fellow be look'd to. Where's my cousin Toby ? let some of 'my people have a special care of him; I would not have him miscarry for the half of my dowry,

[Exit. Mal. Oh, ho! do you come near me now? no worse man than sir Toby to look to me? This concurs directly with the letrer : she fends him on purpose, that I may appear stubborn to him; for the incites me to that in the letter. Caft thy humble sough, says she ;-be'opposite with a kinsman,-surly with servants, --- let thy tongue tang with arguments of state,-put thyself into the trick of fingularity ;and, consequently, fets down the manner how; as, a sad face, a reverend carriage, a low tongue, in the habit of some fir of note, and so forth. I have s Jim'd her : but it is Jove's doing, and Jove make me thankful! And, when she went away now, Let this fellow be look'd to: * Fellow! not Malvolio, nor after my degree, but fellow. Why, every thing adheres together ; that no dram of a scruple, no scruple of a scruple, no obstacle, no incredulous or unsafe circumstance,–What can be said ? Nothing, that can be, can come between me and the full prospect of my hopes. Well, Jove, not I, is the doer of this, and he is to be thanked.

Re-enter Maria, with Sir Toby and Fabian. Sir To. Which way is he, in the name of sanctity? If all the devils in hell be drawn in little, and Legion himself poffeft him, yet I'll speak to him.

Fab. Here he is, here he is: How is't with you, sir? how is't with you, man?

Mal. Go off; I discard you ; let me enjoy my private ;

go off.

i oppofire with]-adverse, hostile ; thwart him constantly. 'limd)-caught. ' Fellow !)-equal, companion.

Mar.

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Mar. Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within him! did not I tell you ?-fir Toby, my lady prays you to have a care of him.

Mal. Ah, ha! does she fo?

Sir To. Go to, go to; peace, peace, we must deal gently with him; let me alone, How do you, Malvolio ? how is’t with you? What man! defy the devil : consider, he's an enemy to mankind.'

Mal. Do you know what you say?

Mar. Lá you! an you speak ill of the devil, how he takes it ac heart ! Pray God, he be. not bewitch'd !

Fab. Carry his water to the wise woman.

Mar. Marry, and it shall be done to-morrow morning, if I live. My lady would not lose him for more than I'll say.

Mal. How now, mistress ?
Mar. O lord!

Sir To. Pr’ythee, hold thy peace, this is not the way : Do you not see, you move him ? let me alone with him.

Fab. No way but gentleness ; gently, gently : the fiend is rough, and will not be roughly us’d.

Sir To. Why, how now, 'my bawcock? how doft thou, chuck ?

Mal. Sir?

Sir To. Ay, biddy, come with me. What man ! 'tis not for gravity to play at "cherry-pit with fatan : Hang him, foul collier !

Mar. Get him to say his prayers ; good sir Toby, get him to pray.

Mal. My prayers, minx ?
Mar. No, I warrant you, he will not hear of godliness.
Mal. Go, hang yourselves all! you are idle shallow

," my bawcock ?]—my brave fellow.

cherry-pit]-pitching cherry stones. VOL. II.

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things :

things : I am not of your element ; you shall know more hereafter.

[Exit. Sir To. Is's possible?

Fab. If this were play'd upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.

Sir To. His very genius hath taken the infection of the device, man.

Mar. Nay, pursue him now; left the device take air, and taint.

Fab. Why, we shall make him mad, indeed.
Mar. The house will be the quieter.

Sir To. Come, we'll have him in a dark room, and bound. My niece is already in the belief that he is mad; we may carry it thus, for our pleasure, and his penance, till our very pastime, tired out of breath, prompt us to have mercy on him : at which time, we will bring the device to the bar, and crown thee for a finder of madmen: But see, but see.

Enter Sir Andrew.
Fab. More matter ' for a May morning..

Sir And. Here's the challenge, read it, I warrant there's vinegar and pepper in't.

Fab. Is't so sawcy?
Sir And. Ay, is't? I warrant him: do but read.
Sir To. Give me.

[Sir Toby reads. Youth, whatsover thou art, thou art but a fcurvy fellow. Fab. Good, and valiant.

Sir To. Wonder not, nor admire not in thy mind, wby I do call thee fo, for I will sew thee no reason for't.

Fab. A good note: that keeps you from the blow of the law.

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* crown thee for a finder of madmen :)-the coroner, may have been so called from finding selfmurder so often lunacy. y for a May morning.]-of merriment.

Sir To.

Sir To. Thou com'st to the lady Olivia, and in my fight be uses thee kindly: but thou liest in thy throat, that is not the matter I challenge thee for.

Fab. Very brief, and exceeding good fenfe-less.

Sir To. I will way-lay thee going home ; where if it be thy chance to kill me,

Fab. Good. · Sir To. Thou killAt me like a rogue and a villain.

Fab. Still you keep o'the windy side of the law : Good.

Sir To. Fare thee well; And God have mercy upon one of our souls ! He may have mercy upon mine ; but my hope is a better, and so look to thyself. Thy friend, as thou useft him, and thy sworn enemy, ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK.

Sir To. If this letter move him not, his legs cannot: I'll give't him.

Mar. You may have very fit occasion for't; he is now in some commerce with my lady, and will by and by depart.

Sir To. Go, fir Andrew ; scout me for him at the cor: ner of the orchard, like a bum-bailiff: so soon as ever thou seelt him, draw; and, as thou draw'lt, lwear horribly : for it comes to pass oft, that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twang'd off, gives manhood more · approbation than ever proof itself would have earn'd him. Away.

Sir And. Nay, let me alone for swearing. [Exit.

Sir To. Now will not I deliver his letter: for the behaviour of the young gentleman gives him out to be of good capacity and breeding; his employment between his lord and my niece confirms no less; therefore this letter, being so excellently ignorant, will breed no terror in the

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youth, youth, he will find it comes from a clodpole. But sir, I will deliver his challenge by word of mouth ; set upon Ague-cheek a notable report of valour; and drive che gentleman, (as I know, his youth will aptly receive it) into a most hideous opinion of his rage, skill, fury, and impetuosity. This will so fright them both, that they will kill one another by the look, like cockatrices.

Enter Olivia and Viola Fab. Here he comes with your niece: give them way, 'till he take leave, and presently after, him.

Sir To. I will meditate the while upon some horrid mefsage for a challenge.

. (Exeunt. Oli. I have said too much unto a heart of stone, And "laid mine honour too unchary out: .

There's something in me, that reproves my fault;
But such a headstrong potent fault it is,
That it but mocks reproof.

Vio. With the same haviour that your passion bears, Goes on my master's grief.

Oli. Here, wear this jewel for me, 'tis my picture ; Refuse it not, it hath no tongue to vex you: And, I besech you, come again to-morrow. What shall you ask of me, that I'll deny ; . That honour, sav'd, may upon asking give ?

Vio. Nothing but this, your true love for my master

Oli. How with mine honour may I give him that, Which I have given to you?

Vio. I will acquit you.

Oli. Well, come again to-morrow: Fare thee well; A fiend, like thee, might bear my soul to hell. [Exit.

b laid mine honour too unchary out :)-exposed it incautiously. jewel]-trinket.

Re-enter

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