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MALVOLIO Fool!
Clown 'My lady is unkind, perdy.'
MALVOLIO Fool!
Clown 'Alas, why is she so?'
MALVOLIO Fool, I say!
Clown 'She loves another'--Who calls, ha?
MALVOLIO Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my
hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink and paper:
as I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to
thee for't.
Clown Master Malvolio?
MALVOLIO Ay, good fool.
Clown Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?
MALVOLIO Fool, there was never a man so notoriously abused: I
am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art.
Clown But as well? then you are mad indeed, if you be no
better in your wits than a fool.
MALVOLIO They have here propertied me; keep me in darkness,
send ministers to me, asses, and do all they can to
face me out of my wits.
Clown Advise you what you say; the minister is here.
Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens restore!
endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy vain
bibble babble.
MALVOLIO Sir Topas!
Clown Maintain no words with him, good fellow. Who, I,
sir? not I, sir. God be wi' you, good Sir Topas.
Merry, amen. I will, sir, I will.
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