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Mar. A dry jest, sir.

Sir And. Are you full of them? 84

Mar. Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers' ends:
marry, now I let go your hand, I am barren.

Sir To. O knight! thou lackest a cup of
canary: when did I see thee so put down? 88

Sir And. Never in your life, I think; unless
you see canary put me down. Methinks some-
times I have no more wit than a Christian or an
ordinary man has; but I am a great eater of 92
beef, and I believe that does harm to my wit.

Sir To. No question.

Sir And. An I thought that, I'd forswear it.
I'll ride home to-morrow, Sir Toby. 96

Sir To. Pourquoi, my dear knight?

Sir And. What is 'pourquoi'? do or not do?
I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues
that I have in fencing, dancing, and bear-bait- 100
ing. O! had I but followed the arts!

Sir To. Then hadst thou had an excellent
head of hair.

Sir And. Why, would that have mended my 104
hair?

Sir To. Past question; for thou seest it will
not curl by nature.

Sir And. But it becomes me well enough, 108
does 't not?

Sir To. Excellent; it hangs like flax on a
distaff, and I hope to see a housewife take thee
between her legs, and spin it off. 112

Sir And. Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir
Toby: your niece will not be seen; or if she be,