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VIOLA

(Aside) Pray God defend me! A little thing would make me tell them how
much I lack of a man.

FABIAN
(To Sir Andrew) Give ground if you see him furious. [290]

SIR TOBY
Come, Sir Andrew, there’s no remedy, the gentleman will for his honour’s

sake have one bout with you; he cannot by the duello avoid it: but he has
promised me, as he is a gentleman and a soldier, he will [295] not hurt you.
Come on, to’t.

SIR ANDREW
Pray God he keep his oath!

Enter Antonio.

VIOLA
I do assure you, ’tis against my will.

(Sir Andrew and Viola draw.)

ANTONIO
(Drawing)
Put up your sword! If this young gentleman
Have done offence, I take the fault on me: [300]
If you offend him, I for him defy you.

SIR TOBY

You, sir? Why, what are you?

ANTONIO

One, sir, that for his love dares yet do more
Than you have heard him brag to you he will.

SIR TOBY
Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am for you. [305]