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[Exit MALVOLIO.]
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Now you see, sir, how your fooling grows old, and people dislike
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it.
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CLOWN.
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Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if thy eldest son should
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be a fool: whose skull Jove cram with brains, for here he comes--
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one of thy kin, has a most weak pia mater.
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[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH.]
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OLIVIA.
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By mine honour, half drunk!--What is he at the gate, cousin?
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SIR TOBY.
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A gentleman.
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OLIVIA.
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A gentleman? What gentleman?
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SIR TOBY.
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'Tis a gentleman here.--A plague o' these pickle-herrings!--How
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now, sot?
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CLOWN.
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Good Sir Toby,--
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OLIVIA.
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Cousin, cousin, how have you come so early by this lethargy?
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SIR TOBY.
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Lechery! I defy lechery. There's one at the gate.
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OLIVIA.
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Ay, marry; what is he?
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SIR TOBY.
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Let him be the devil an he will, I care not: give me
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faith, say I. Well, it's all one.
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[Exit.]
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OLIVIA.
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What's a drunken man like, fool?
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CLOWN.
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Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman: one draught above
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heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns
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him.
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OLIVIA.
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Go thou and seek the coroner, and let him sit o' my coz;
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for he's in the third degree of drink; he's drowned: go, look
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after him.
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CLOWN.
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He is but mad yet, madonna; and the fool shall look to the
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madman.
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[Exit CLOWN.]
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[Re-enter MALVOLIO.]
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MALVOLIO.
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Madam, yond young fellow swears he will speak with you. I
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told him you were sick; he takes on him to understand so much,
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and therefore comes to speak with you; I told him you were
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asleep; he seems to have a foreknowledge of that too, and
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therefore comes to speak with you. What is to be said to him,
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lady? he's fortified against any denial.
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OLIVIA.
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Tell him, he shall not speak with me.
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MALVOLIO.
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Has been told so; and he says he'll stand at your door
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like a sheriff's post, and be the supporter of a bench, but he'll
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speak with you.
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OLIVIA.
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What kind of man is he?
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MALVOLIO.
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Why, of mankind.
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OLIVIA.
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What manner of man?
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MALVOLIO.
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Of very ill manner; he'll speak with you, will you or no.
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OLIVIA.
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Of what personage and years is he?
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MALVOLIO.
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Not yet old enough for a man, nor young enough for a boy;
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as a squash is before 'tis a peascod, or a codling, when 'tis
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almost an apple: 'tis with him e'en standing water, between boy
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