MALVOLIO.
Fool, there was never man so notoriously abused. I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art.
CLOWN.
But as well? Then you are mad indeed, if you be no better in your wits than a fool.
MALVOLIO.
They have here propertied me; keep me in darkness, send ministers to me, asses, and do all they can to face me out of my wits.
CLOWN.
Advise you what you say: the minister is here. [As Sir Topas] Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens restore. Endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy vain bibble-babble.
MALVOLIO.
Sir Topas!
CLOWN.
[As Sir Topas] Maintain no words with him, good fellow. [As himself] Who, I, sir? not I, sir. God buy you, good Sir Topas. [As Sir Topas] Marry, amen. [As himself] I will sir, I will.
MALVOLIO.
Fool, fool, fool, I say!
CLOWN.
Alas, sir, be patient. What say you, sir? I am shent for speaking to you.
MALVOLIO.
Good fool, help me to some light and some paper. I tell thee I am as well in my wits as any man in Illyria.
CLOWN.
Well-a-day that you were, sir!