Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon! [Send] one
presently to Sir Toby.
Oli. What's the matter?
Sir And. [He has] broke my head across and [has given]
Sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too: for the love of God, your
help! I had rather than forty pound I were at home.
Oli. Who has done this, Sir Andrew?
Sir And. The count's gentleman, one Cesario: we took
him for a coward, but he's the very devil [incardinate].
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