Sir To. My most exquisite Sir Topas!

Clo. Nay, I am for all [waters].

Mar. Thou mightst have done this without thy beard

and gown: he sees thee not.

Sir To. To him in thine own voice, and bring me word

how thou findest him: I would we were [well] rid of this

knavery. If he may be conveniently delivered, I would he

were; for I am now so far in offence with my niece, that I

cannot pursue with any safety this sport [to the upshot]. Come

by and by to my [chamber]. [[Exeunt] Sir Toby and Maria.