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Mal. By this hand, I am : good fool, some ink, paper, and light, and convey what I will set down to my lady; it shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of letter did.
Clo. I will help you to't. But tell me true, are you not mad indeed? or do you but counterfeit?
Mal. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true.
Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I see his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, and ink.
Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree: I pr’ythee, be gone.
Clo. I am gone, sir,
And anon, sir,
In a trice;
Like to the old vice*,
Cries, ah, ha! to the devil;
* A buffoon character in the old plays, and father of the modern harlequin.
His counsel now might do me golden service:
Enter Olivia and a Priest.
Seb. I'll follow this good man, and go with you;
heavens so shine, That they may fairly note this act of mine !
e s Little chapet Belief.
& Little chapel.
Enter Clown and Fabian. Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter.
Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another request.
Fab. Any thing.
Fab. That is, to give a dog, and, in recompence, desire my dog again.
Enter Duke, Viola, and attendants.
Duke. I know thee well : How dost thou, my good fellow ?
Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.
Duke. Just the contrary: the better for thy friends.
Clo. No, sir, the worse.
Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass ; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused : so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes.
Duke. Why, this is excellent.
Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be one of my friends.
Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; there's gold.
Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would you could make it another.
Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.
Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.
Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a double-dealer; there's another.
Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and the old saying is, the third pays for all: the triplex, sir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells of St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind; One, two, three.
Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at this throw : if you will let your lady know, I am here to speak with her, and bring her along with you, it may awake my bounty further.
Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come again. I go, sir; but I would not have you to think, that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness: but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I will awake it anon. [Exit Clown.
Enter Antonio and Officers. Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue
me. Duke. That face of his I do remember well; Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war: A bawbling vessel was he captain of, For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable; With which such scathful * grapple did he make With the most noble bottom of our fleet, That very envy, and the tongue of loss, Cry'd fame and honour on him. - What's the
matter? i Off. Orsino, this is that Antonio, That took the Phoenix, and her fraught t, from
Candy; And this is he, that did the Tiger board, * Mischierous.
When your young nephew Titus lost his leg: . Here in the streets, desperate of shame, and state, In private brabble did we apprehend him.
Vio. He did me kindness, sir ; drew on my side; But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me, I know not what 'twas, but distraction.
Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies, Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear, Hast made thine enemies ? Ant.
Orsino, noble sir, Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you give me; Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate, Though, I confess, on base and ground enough, Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither : That most ungrateful boy there, by your side, From the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth Did I redeem ; a wreck past hope he was : His life I gave him, and did thereto add My love, without retention, or restraint, All his in dedication : for his sake, Did I expose myself, pure for his love, Into the danger of this adverse town; Drew to defend him, when he was beset; Where being apprehended, his false cunning (Not meaning to partake with me in danger), Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance, And grew a twenty-years-removed thing, While one would wink; denied me mine own purse, Which I had recommended to his use Not half an hour before. Vio.
How can this be ? Duke. When came he to this town? Ant. To-day, my lord; and for three months be
fore (No interim, not a minute's vacancy), Both day and night did we keep company,