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thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?

CLOWN
Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i’ [115] th’ mouth too.
(Exit.)

SIR TOBY
Th’art i’ th’ right. Go sir, rub your chain with crumbs. A stoup of wine, Maria!

MALVOLIO
Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady’s favour at anything more than contempt,
you would not give [120] means for this uncivil rule; she shall know of it, by

this hand.
Exit.

MARIA
Go shake your ears.

SIR ANDREW
’Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man’s a-hungry, to challenge him

the field, and then to [125] break promise with him and make a fool of him.

SIR TOBY

Do’t, knight. I’ll write thee a challenge; or I’ll deliver thy indignation to him by
word of mouth.

MARIA
Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for to-night. Since the youth of the Count’s was
today with my lady, she is [130] much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let
me alone with him. If I do not gull him into a nayword, and make him a

common recreation, do not think I have wit enough to lie straight in my bed:
I know I can do it. [135]

SIR TOBY
Possess us, possess us, tell us something of him.

MARIA