[34] _worn_] F4. _worne_ F1 F2 F3. _won_ Hanmer. [41] Re-enter....] Enter.... Ff. [45] _free_] _fair_ Grey conj. [47] _dallies_] _tallies_ Warburton. [50] _Ay; prithee_] _Ay; pr'ythee_ Capell. _I prethee_ Ff. [53] _Fly ... fly_] Rowe. _Fye ... fie_ F1 F2. _Fie ... fie_ F3 F4. [56] _O, prepare_] _Prepare_ Pope. [64] _O, where_] _where_ Pope. [65] _Sad_] om. Pope. _true lover_] _true-love_ Capell. _never_] _ne'er_ Rann. [71] _another_] _other_ Rowe. [72] _Give me ... thee_] _I give thee ... me_ Harness. [73] Clo.] Duk. F2. [77] _every where_] _no where_ Warburton. [79] SCENE VI. Pope. [C. and A. retire.] Edd. Exeunt C. and A. Capell. om. Ff. [86] _pranks her in_] _pranks, her mind,_ Warburton. _pranks in her_ Jackson conj. [88] _I_] Hanmer. _It_ Ff. [97, 98] _appetite_,-- ... _palate_,--_] Capell, _appetite, ... pallat_ F1 F2. _appetite: ... pallat,_ F3 F4. [99] _suffer_] _suffers_ Rowe. [101] _digest_] _disgest_ F2. [109] _And what's_] _What's_ Pope. [113] _a green and yellow_] _agrein and hallow_ Becket conj. [114] _sat like ... monument,_] _sat, like ... monument_ Hunter conj. [120, 121] _I am all the daughters ... And all the brothers too;--and yet_] _She's all the daughters ... And I am all the sons, but yet_ Hanmer. [124] _My_] F1 F3 F4. _Thy_ F2. SCENE V. OLIVIA'S _garden_. _Enter_ SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW, _and_ FABIAN. _Sir To._ Come thy ways, Signior Fabian. _Fab._ Nay, I'll come: if I lose a scruple of this sport, let me be boiled to death with melancholy. _Sir To._ Wouldst thou not be glad to have the niggardly rascally sheep-biter come by some notable shame? 5 _Fab._ I would exult, man: you know, he brought me out o' favour with my lady about a bear-baiting here. _Sir To._ To anger him we'll have the bear again; and we will fool him black and blue: shall we not, Sir Andrew? _Sir And._ An we do not, it is pity of our lives. 10 _Sir To._ Here comes the little villain. _Enter_ MARIA. How now, my metal of India! _Mar._ Get ye all three into the box-tree: Malvolio's coming down this walk: he has been yonder i' the sun practising behaviour to his own shadow this half hour: observe 15 him, for the love of mockery; for I know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of him. Close, in the name of jesting! Lie thou there [_throws down a letter_]; for here comes the trout that must be caught with tickling. [_Exit._ 20 _Enter_ MALVOLIO. _Mal._ 'Tis but fortune; all is fortune. Maria once told me she did affect me: and I have heard herself come thus near, that, should she fancy, it should be one of my complexion. Besides, she uses me with a more exalted respect than any one else that follows her. What should I think 25 on't?