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Sir To. Never trust me then; and by all means stir on the youth to an answer. I think, oxen and wainropes cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the rest of the anatomy.
Fab. And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty.
Enter MARIA. Sir To. Look, where the youngest wren of nine comes.
Mar. If you desire the spleen, and will laugh yourselves into stiches, 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.
SCENE III.--A Street.
Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN.
Ant. I could not stay behind you ; my desire,
Seb. My kind Antonio,
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
Ant. 'Would, you'd pardon me;
Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the count his gallies,
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 traffic's sake, Most of our city did: only myself stood out: For which, if I be lapsed in this place, I shall pay dear.
Seb. Do not then walk too open.
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.
Seb. 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.-
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 borrow'd. I speak too loud. Where is Malvolio?-he is sad and civil, And suits well for a servant with
fortunes ;Where is Malvolio ?
Mar. He's coming, madam;
Oli. Why, what's the matter? does he rave?
Mar. No, madam,
Oli. Go call him hither.-I'm as mad as he,
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.