Enter Sir Toby and Sir Andrew.
SIR TOBY.
Save you, gentleman.
VIOLA.
And you, sir.
SIR ANDREW.
Dieu vous garde, monsieur.
VIOLA.
Et vous aussi; votre serviteur.
SIR ANDREW.
I hope, sir, you are, and I am yours.
SIR TOBY.
Will you encounter the house? My niece is desirous you should enter, if your trade be to her.
VIOLA.
I am bound to your niece, sir, I mean, she is the list of my voyage.
SIR TOBY.
Taste your legs, sir, put them to motion.
VIOLA.
My legs do better understand me, sir, than I understand what you mean by bidding me taste my legs.