OLIVIA'S house.
[Enter MARIA and CLOWN.]
MARIA.
Nay, I prithee, put on this gown and this beard; make him believe
thou art Sir Topas the curate: do it quickly; I 'll call Sir Toby
the whilst.
[Exit.]
CLOWN. Well, I 'll put it on, and I will dissemble myself in 't; and I would I were the first that ever dissembl'd in such a gown. I am not tall enough to become the function well, nor lean enough to be thought a good student; but to be said an honest man and a good housekeeper goes as fairly as to say a careful man and a great scholar. The competitors enter.
[Enter SIR TOBY and MARIA.]
SIR TOBY.
Jove bless thee, master parson!
CLOWN. Bonos dies, Sir Toby: for, as the old hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily said to niece of King Gorboduc, 'That that is is'; so I, being master parson, am master parson; for, what is 'that' but 'that,' and 'is' but 'is'?
SIR TOBY.
To him, Sir Topas.
CLOWN.
What, ho, I say, peace in this prison!
SIR TOBY.
The knave counterfeits well; a good knave.