[Lips], do not move;
No man must know.
'No man must know.' What follows? the [numbers altered]!
'No man must know:' if this should be thee, Malvolio?
95
Sir To. Marry, hang thee, brock!
Mal. [reads] [I may] command where I adore;
But silence, like a [Lucrece knife],
With bloodless stroke my heart doth gore:
M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.