in Olivia room.
Sr Toby was talking 2 Maria,
he said 2 her. what goig on wih my neice, why is she all sad about here bro death?
Maria:u gotta come a bit ealy night, your counsin your lady take great exception 2 your ill hours.
Sir Toby: why should i let her be expected of all things?
Maria: but u must confine in your self within the modest limits of order.
Toby: confine? i can do evreything myslf. besides all the colthes are good enough, & the drink that i have is good enough for me, & so is the boots, that i have for right now.
Maria:i think your just overly drunk, & i heard u talking 2 my lady about it yesterday and some foolish knight that u broungt in here.
Toby: who? sir Andrew?
Maria: yea he.
Toby: he is tall as any man in Illyria.
Maria: whath kidn of purpose does he have?
Toby:: he has 3 thousand ducats a year.
Maria:yea but he but a year, in all these ducats.
Toby: fie. he is just really sucks he is just play viol de game boy, & speaks 2 or 3 diff language at the same time without a book.
Maria: indeed he is almost natural.
Toby: he also very druken man & spends all his money on whatever he want 2 do.
Maria: he is more then just scoundrels, and drunk in your company.
Toby: i will drink 2 my health 2 my neice...
i will continue later on. this is a rought draft here..
