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yourselves into stitches, follow me: yon' gull Malvolio is turned heathen, a very renegado; for there is no Christian, that means to be saved by believing rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages of grossness. He's in yellow stockings.

Sir To. And cross-gartered ?

Mar. Most villainously; like a pedant that keeps a school i'the church.- I have dogged him, like his murderer: He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face into more lines, than are in the new map, with the augmentation of the Indies : you have not seen such a thing as 'tis; I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. I know, my lady will strike him; if she do, he'll smile, and take't for a great favour. Sir To. Come, bring us, bring us where he is.

[Exeunt.

SCENE III.

A Street.

Enter Antonio and Sebastian. Seb. I would not, by my will, have troubled you; But, since you make your pleasure of your pains, I will no further chide you.

Ant. I could not stay behind you; my desire, · More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth;

And not all love to see you, (though so much,
As might have drawn one to a longer voyage,)
But jealousy what might befall your travel,
Being skilless in these parts; which to a stranger,
Unguided, and unfriended, often prove
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Seb.

Rough and unhospitable : My willing love,
The rather by these arguments of fear,
Set forth in your pursuit.

My kind Antonio,
I can no other answer make, but, thanks,
And thanks, and ever thanks : Often good turns
Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay:
But, were my worth,2 as is my conscience, firm,
You should find better dealing. What’s to do?
Shall we go see the reliques of this town?
Ant. To-morrow, sir; best, first, go see your

lodging.
Seb. I am not weary, and 'tis long to night;
I pray you, let us satisfy our eyes
With the memorials, and the things of fame,
That do renown this city.
Ant.

'Would, you'd pardon me;
I do not without danger walk these streets :
Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the Count his gallies,
I did some service; of such note, indeed,
That, were I ta'en here, it would scarce be answer’d.

Seb. Belike, you slew great number of his people.

Ant. The offence is not of such a bloody nature; Albeit the quality of the time, and quarrel, Might well have given us bloody argument. It might have since been answer'd in repaying , What we took from them; which, for traffick's sake, Most of our city did: only myself stood out: For which, if I be lapsed 3 in this place, I shall pay dear. Seb.

Do not then walk too open. . 3 Wealth. 3 Caught.

Ant. It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here's my purse; In the south suburbs, at the Elephant, Is best to lodge: I will bespeak our diet, Whiles you beguile the time, and feed your know

ledge, With viewing of the town; there shall you have me.

Sch. Why I your purse ?

Ant. Haply, your eye shall light upon some toy
You have desire to purchase; and your store,
I think, is not for idle markets, sir.

Seb. I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for
An hour.

Ant. To the Elephant.-
Seb.

I do remember.

[Exeunt,

SCENE IV.

Olivia's Garden.

Enter OLIVIA and MARIA. . Oli. I have sent after him: He says, he'll come; How shall I feast him ? what bestow on him? For youth is bought more oft, than begg'd, or bor

row'd.
I speak too loud.
. Where is Malvolio -he is sad, and civil, 4

And suits well for a servant with my fortunes ;mm
Where is Malvolio?
Mar.

He's coming, madam;
But in strange manner. He is sure possess’d. :

Oli. Why, what's the matter? does he rave?

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Mar.

No, madam, He does nothing but smile: your ladyship Were best have guàrd about you, if he come; For, sure, the man is tainted in his wits.

Oli. Go call him hither. I'm as mad as he, If sad and merry madness equal be.

Enter MalvoLIO. How now, Malvolio ?

Mal. Sweet lady, ho, ho. [Smiles fantastically.

Oli. Smil'st thou ?
I sent for thee upon a sad s occasion.

Mal. Sad, lady? I could be sad : This does make some obstruction in the blood, this cross-gartering; But what of that, if it please the eye of one, it is with me as the very true sonnet is : Please one, and please all.

Oli. Why, how dost thou, man? what is the matter with thee?

Mal. Not black in my mind, though yellow in my legs : It did come to his hands, and commands shall be executed. I think, we do know the sweet Roman hand.

Oli. Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio?

Mal. To bed ? ay, sweet-heart; and I'll come to thee.

Oli. God comfort thee! Why dost thou smile so, and kiss thy hand so oft ? · Mar. How do you, Malvolio ?

Mal. At your request? Yes; Nightingales answer daws.

Mar. Why appear you with this ridiculous boldness before my lady?

s Grave.

Mal. Be not afraid of greatness : —'Twas well writ.
Oli. What meanest thou by that, Malvolio ?
Mal. Some are born great,
Oli. Ha ? :
Mal. Some achieve greatness,
Oli. What say'st thou ?
Mal. And some have greatness thrust upon them.
Oli. Heaven restore thee! .

Mal. Remember, who commended thy yellow stockings;—.

Oli. Thy yellow stockings ?
Mal. And wished to see thee cross-gartered.
Oli. Cross-gartered ?

Mal. Gu to: thou art made, if thou desirest to be S0;

Oli. Am I made ?
Mal. If not, let me see thee a servant still.
Oli. Why, this is very midsummer madness.6

Enter servant.
Ser. Madam, the young gentleman of the count:
Orsino's is returned; I could hardly entreat him
back: he attends your ladyship's pleasure.

Oli. I'll come to him. [Exit Servant.] Good Maria, let this fellow be looked 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. [Exeunt OLIVIA and MARIA.

Mal. Oh, ho! do you come near me now? no worse man than sir Toby to look to me? This concurs

6 Het weather madness.

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