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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.
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,
Rough and unhospitable : My willing love,
My kind Antonio,
'Would, you'd pardon me;
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
Seb. I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for
Ant. To the Elephant.-
I do remember.
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
And suits well for a servant with my fortunes ;mm
He's coming, madam;
Oli. Why, what's the matter? does he rave?
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 ?
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?
Mal. Be not afraid of greatness : —'Twas well writ.
Mal. Remember, who commended thy yellow stockings;—.
Oli. Thy yellow stockings ?
Mal. Gu to: thou art made, if thou desirest to be S0;
Oli. Am I made ?
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
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