conveniently deliver'd, 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.]

CLOWN.
[Singing] Hey, Robin, jolly Robin,
Tell me how thy lady does.

MALVOLIO.
Fool,--

CLOWN.
My lady is unkind, perdy.

MALVOLIO.
Fool,--

CLOWN.
Alas, why is she so?

MALVOLIO.
Fool, I say,--

CLOWN.
She loves another-- Who calls, ha?

MALVOLIO.
Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my hand, help me to