Page 594 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

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 [240] 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 [245] 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 incensed against you, even [250] to a mortal
arbitrement, but nothing of 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 [255] 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 [260] that had rather go with sir

priest than sir knight: I care not who knows so much of my mettle.
Exeunt.

Enter Sir Toby and Sir Andrew.