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SIR TOBY

Which way is he, in the name of sanctity? If all the devils of hell be drawn in
little, and Legion himself possessed him, yet I’ll speak to him.

FABIAN
Here he is, here he is. How is’t with you, sir? How is’t with you, man? [85]

MALVOLIO
Go off, I discard you. Let me enjoy my private. Go off.

MARIA
Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within him! Did not I tell you? Sir Toby, my

lady prays you to have a care of him. [90]

MALVOLIO
(Aside) Ah ha! does she so?

SIR TOBY
Go to, go to: peace, peace, we must deal gently with him. Let me alone. How
do you, Malvolio? How is’t with you? What, man, defy the devil! Consider, he’s
an enemy to mankind. [95]

MALVOLIO
Do you know what you say?

MARIA

La you, and you speak ill of the devil, how he takes it at heart! Pray God he
be not bewitched!

FABIAN
Carry his water to th’ wise woman.

MARIA
Marry, and it shall be done to-morrow morning, [100] if I live. My lady would
not lose him for more than I’ll say.

MALVOLIO