VIOLA.
I do assure you 't is against my will. [They draw]

[Enter ANTONIO.]

ANTONIO.
Put up your sword. If this young gentleman
Have done offence, I take the fault on me;
If you offend him, I for him defy you.

SIR TOBY.
You, sir! why, what are you?

ANTONIO.
One, sir, that for his love dares yet do more
Than you have heard him brag to you he will.

SIR TOBY.
Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am for you.
[They draw]

[Enter OFFICERS.]

FABIAN.
O good Sir Toby, hold! here come the officers.

SIR TOBY.
I 'll be with you anon.

VIOLA.