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home； where if it be thy chance to kill me'… FABIAN。 Good。 SIR TOBY。
'Thou kill'st me like a rogue and a villain。' FABIAN。 Still you keep o' th'
windy side of the law。 Good！ SIR TOBY。 ＇Reads＇ 'Fare thee well； and God
have mercy upon one of our souls！ He may have mercy upon mine； but my
hope is better； and so look to thyself。 Thy friend； as thou usest him； and
thy sworn enemy； ANDREW AGUECHEEK。'
If this letter move him not； his legs cannot。 I'll give't him。 MARIA。
You may have very fit occasion for't； he is now in some commerce with
my lady； and will by and by depart。 SIR TOBY。 Go； Sir Andrew； scout me
for him at the corner of the orchard； like a bum…baily； so soon as ever thou
seest him； draw； and as thou draw'st； swear horrible； for it comes to pass
oft that a terrible oath； with a swaggering accent sharply twang'd off； gives
manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earn'd him。
Away。 AGUECHEEK。 Nay； let me alone for swearing。 Exit SIR TOBY。
Now will not I deliver his letter； for the behaviour of the young gentleman
gives him out to be of good capacity and breeding； his employment
between his lord and my niece confirms no less。 Therefore this letter；
being so excellently ignorant； will breed no terror in the youth： he will find
it comes from a clodpole。 But； sir； I will deliver his challenge by word of
mouth； set upon Aguecheek notable report of valour； and drive the
gentleman… as know his youth will aptly receive it… into a most hideous
opinion of his rage； skill； fury； and impetuosity。 This will so fright them
both that they will kill one another by the look； like cockatrices。
Re…enter OLIVIA。 With VIOLA
FABIAN。 Here he comes with your niece； give them way till he take
leave； and presently after him。 SIR TOBY。 I will meditate the while upon
some horrid message for a challenge。 Exeunt SIR TOBY； FABIAN； and
MARIA OLIVIA。 I have said too much unto a heart of stone； And laid
mine honour too unchary out； There's something in me that reproves my
fault； But such a headstrong potent fault it is That it but mocks reproof。
VIOLA。 With the same haviour that your passion bears Goes on my
master's griefs。 OLIVIA。 Here； wear this jewel for me； 'tis my picture。
Refuse it not； it hath no tongue to vex you。 And I beseech you come again
to…morrow。 What shall you ask of me that I'll deny； That honour sav'd may
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upon asking give？ VIOLA。 Nothing but this… your true love for my master。
OLIVIA。 How with mine honour may I give him that Which I have given
to you？ VIOLA。 I will acquit you。 OLIVIA。 Well； come again to…morrow。
Fare thee well； A fiend like thee might bear my soul to hell。 Exit
Re…enter SIR TOBY and SIR FABIAN
SIR TOBY。 Gentleman； God save thee。 VIOLA。 And you； sir。 SIR
TOBY。 That defence thou hast； betake thee tot。 Of what nature the wrongs
are thou hast done him； I know not； but thy intercepter； full of despite；
bloody as the hunter； attends thee at the orchard end。 Dismount thy tuck；
be yare in thy preparation； for thy assailant is quick； skilful； and deadly。
VIOLA。 You mistake； sir； I am sure no man hath any quarrel to me； my
remembrance is very free and clear from any image of offence done to any
man。 SIR TOBY。 You'll find it otherwise； I assure you； therefore； if you
hold your life at any price； betake you to your guard； for your opposite
hath in him what youth； strength； skill； and wrath； can furnish man withal。
VIOLA。 I pray you； sir； what is he？ SIR TOBY。 He is knight； dubb'd with
unhatch'd rapier and on carpet consideration； but he is a devil in private
brawl。 Souls and bodies hath he divorc'd three； and his incensement at this
moment is so implacable that satisfaction can be none but by pangs of
death and sepulchre。 Hob…nob is his word… give't or take't。 VIOLA。 I will
return again into the house and desire some conduct of the lady。 I am no
fighter。 I have heard of some kind of men that put quarrels purposely on
others to taste their valour； belike this is a man of that quirk。 SIR TOBY。
Sir； no； his indignation derives itself out of a very competent injury；
therefore； get you on and give him his desire。 Back you shall not to the
house； unless you undertake that with me which with as much safety you
might answer him； therefore on； or strip your sword stark naked； for
meddle you must； that's certain； or forswear to wear iron about you。
VIOLA。 This is as uncivil as strange。 I beseech you do me this courteous
office as to know of the knight what my offence to him is： it is something
of my negligence； nothing of my purpose。 SIR TOBY。 I Will do so。
Signior Fabian； stay you by this gentleman till my return。 Exit SIR TOBY
VIOLA。 Pray you； sir； do you know of this matter？ FABIAN。 I know the
knight is incens'd against you； even to a mortal arbitrement； but nothing of
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the circumstance more。 VIOLA。 I beseech you； what manner of man is he？
FABIAN。 Nothing of that wonderful promise； to read him by his form； as
you are like to find him in the proof of his valour。 He is indeed； sir； the
most skilful； bloody； and fatal opposite that you could possibly have found
in any part of Illyria。 Will you walk towards him？ I will make your peace
with him if I can。 VIOLA。 I shall be much bound to you for't。 I am one
that would rather go with sir priest than sir knight。 I care not who knows
so much of my mettle。 Exeunt
Re…enter SIR TOBY With SIR ANDREW
SIR TOBY。 Why； man； he's a very devil； I have not seen such a firago。
I had a pass with him； rapier； scabbard； and all； and he gives me the stuck
in with such a mortal motion that it is inevitable； and on the answer； he
pays you as surely as your feet hit the ground they step on。 They say he
has been fencer to the Sophy。 AGUECHEEK。 Pox on't； I'll not meddle
with him。 SIR TOBY。 Ay； but he will not now be pacified； Fabian can
scarce hold him yonder。 AGUECHEEK。 Plague on't； an I thought he had
been valiant； and so cunning in fence； I'd have seen him damn'd ere I'd
have challeng'd him。 Let him let the matter slip； and I'll give him my horse；
grey Capilet。 SIR TOBY。 I'll m