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Chapter 11 of 25

Twelfth Night Scene II. A street.

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[Exit.]

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Enter Viola; Malvolio at several doors.

MALVOLIO.

Were you not even now with the Countess Olivia?

VIOLA.

Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I have since arrived but hither.

MALVOLIO.

She returns this ring to you, sir; you might have saved me my pains, to have taken it away yourself. She adds, moreover, that you should put your lord into a desperate assurance she will none of him. And one thing more, that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs, unless it be to report your lord’s taking of this. Receive it so.

VIOLA.

She took the ring of me: I’ll none of it.

MALVOLIO.

Come sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and her will is it should be so returned. If it be worth stooping for, there it lies in your eye; if not, be

it his that finds it.

[Exit.] VIOLA.

I left no ring with her; what means this lady?

Fortune forbid my outside have not charm’d her!

She made good view of me, indeed, so much, That methought her eyes had lost her tongue, For she did speak in starts distrActedly.

She loves me, sure, the cunning of her passion