A Street near Olivia's House.
 Enter VIOLA, as Cesario, and MALVOLIO at several doors.

Malvolio	Were not you ev'n now with the Countess Olivia?

Viola	Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I have since arrived but 
	hither.

Malvolio	She returns this ring to you, sir. You might have saved me 
	my pains to have taken it away yourself. She adds, moreover, 
	that you should put your lord into a desperate assurance she 
	will none of him. And one thing more, that you be never so 
	hardy to come again in his affairs, unless it be to report 
	your lord's taking of this. Receive it so.

Viola	She took the ring of me; I'll none of it.

Malvolio	Come sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and her will is it 
	should be so returned. If it be worth stooping for, there it 
	lies in your eye; if not, be it his that finds it.
														[Exit.
Viola	I left no ring with her: what means this lady?
	Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her!
	She made good view of me; indeed, so much
	That methought her eyes had lost her tongue,
	For she did speak in starts distractedly.
	She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion
	Invites me in this churlish messenger.
	None of my lord's ring! Why, he sent her none:
	I am the man. If it be so, as 'tis,
	Poor lady, she were better love a dream.
	Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness,
	Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.
	How easy is it for the proper false
	In women's waxen hearts to set their forms!
	Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we,
	For such as we are made of, such we be.
	How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly,
	And I, poor monster, fond as much on him,
	And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
	What will become of this? As I am man,
	My state is desperate for my master's love;
	As I am woman - now alas the day!-
	What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
	O time, thou must untangle this, not I;
	It is too hard a knot for me t'untie.
														[Exit.
