Sneck up!
MALVOLIO Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady bade me
tell you, that, though she harbours you as her
kinsman, she's nothing allied to your disorders. If
you can separate yourself and your misdemeanors, you
are welcome to the house; if not, an it would please
you to take leave of her, she is very willing to bid
you farewell.
SIR TOBY BELCH 'Farewell, dear heart, since I must needs be gone.'
MARIA Nay, good Sir Toby.
Clown 'His eyes do show his days are almost done.'
MALVOLIO Is't even so?
SIR TOBY BELCH 'But I will never die.'
Clown Sir Toby, there you lie.
MALVOLIO This is much credit to you.
SIR TOBY BELCH 'Shall I bid him go?'
Clown 'What an if you do?'
SIR TOBY BELCH 'Shall I bid him go, and spare not?'
Clown 'O no, no, no, no, you dare not.'
SIR TOBY BELCH Out o' tune, sir: ye lie. Art any more than a
steward? Dost thou think, because thou art
virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?
Clown Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i' the
mouth too.
SIR TOBY BELCH Thou'rt i' the right. Go, sir, rub your chain with
crumbs. A stoup of wine, Maria!
MALVOLIO Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady's favour at any
thing more than contempt, you would not give means
for this uncivil rule: she shall know of it, by this hand.
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