[They advance.]
Sir To.A very dishonest paltry boy, and more a coward than a hare; his dishonesty appears, in leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying him; and for his cowardship, ask Fabian.
Fab.A coward, a most devout coward, religious in it.
Sir And.'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat him.
Sir To.Do, cuff him soundly;—but never draw thy sword.
Sir And.An I do not!—
[Exeunt.
SCENE III.
The Street beforeOlivia'sHouse.
EnterSebastianandClown.
Clo.Will you make me believe, that I am not sent for you?
Seb.Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow; Let me be clear of thee.
Clo.Well held out, i' faith! No, I do not know you; nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come speak with her; nor your name is not Cesario; nor this is not my nose neither:—Nothing, that is so, is so.
Seb.I pr'ythee, vent thy folly somewhere else;—Thou know'st not me.
Clo.Vent my folly! He has heard that word of some great man, and now applies it to a fool.—I pr'ythee, tell me what I shall vent to my lady; Shall I vent to her, that thou art coming?
Seb.I pr'ythee, foolish Greek, depart from me; There's money for thee; if you tarry longer, I shall give worse payment.
Clo.By my troth, thou hast an open hand:— These wise men, that give fools money, get themselves a good report after fourteen years' purchase.
EnterSir Andrew.
Sir And.Now, sir, have I met you again? There's for you.
[StrikingSebastian.
Seb.[Draws his sword.] Why, there's for thee, and there, and there:—Are all the people mad?
[BeatingSir Andrew.
EnterSir TobyandFabian.
Sir To.Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagger o'er the house.
Clo.This will I tell my lady straight—I would not be in some of your coats for two-pence.
[ExitClown.
Sir To.Come on, sir; hold. [HoldingSebastian.
Sir And.Nay, let him alone. I'll go another way to work with him; I'll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria: though I struck him first, yet it's no matter for that.
Seb.Let go thy hand.
Sir To.Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young soldier, put up your iron: you are well flesh'd; come on.
Seb.[Disengages himself.] I will be free from thee.—What would'st thou now?If thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword.
Sir To.What, what?—[Draws.]—Nay, then I must have an ounce or two of this malapert blood from you.
[They fight.
EnterOlivia,and two Servants.
Fab.Hold, good Sir Toby, hold:—my lady here!
[ExitFabian.
Oli.Hold, Toby; on thy life, I charge thee, hold.
Sir To.Madam?
Oli.Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,Fit for the mountains, and the barbarous caves,Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my sight!Be not offended, dear Cesario:——Rudesby, be gone!—
Sir To.Come along, knight.
[ExitSir Toby.
Oli.And you, sir, follow him.
Sir And.Oh, oh!—Sir Toby,—
[ExitSir Andrew.
Oli.I pr'ythee, gentle friend,Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, swayIn this uncivil and unjust extentAgainst thy peace. Go with me to my house;And hear thou there how many fruitless pranksThis ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou therebyMay'st smile at this: thou shalt not choose but go;Do not deny.
Seb.What relish is in this? how runs the stream?Or I am mad, or else this is a dream:—Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
Oli.Nay, come, I pr'ythee: 'Would thou'dst be ruled by me!
Seb.Madam, I will.
Oli.O, say so, and so be![Exeunt.
SCENE IV.
A Gallery inOlivia'sHouse.
EnterMaria,with a black Gown and Hood, andClown.
Mar.Nay, I pr'ythee, put on this gown and hood; make him believe, thou art Sir Topas the curate; do it quickly: I'll call Sir Toby the whilst.
[ExitMaria.
Clo.Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble myself in't; and I would I were the first that ever dissembled in such a gown.
EnterSir TobyandMaria.
Sir To.Jove bless thee, master parson.
Clo.Bonos dies, Sir Toby: for as the old hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily said to a niece of King Gorboduc,That, that is, is; so I, being master parson, am master parson: For what is that, but that? and is, but is?
Sir To.To him, Sir Topas.
Clo.[Opens the door of an inner Room] What, hoa, I say,—Peace in this prison!
Sir To.The knave counterfeits well; a good knave.
Mal.[In the inner Room.] Who calls there?
Clo.Sir Topas, the curate, who comes to visit Malvolio the lunatic.
Mal.Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go to my lady.
Clo.Out, hyperbolical fiend! how vexest thou this man? talkest thou nothing but of ladies?
Sir To.Well said, master parson.
Mal.Sir Topas, never was man thus wrong'd; good Sir Topas, do not think I am mad; they have bound me, hand and foot, and laid me here in hideous darkness.
Clo.Say'st thou, that house is dark?
Mal.As hell, Sir Topas.
Clo.Madman, thou errest: I say, there is no darkness, but ignorance; in which thou art more puzzled, than the Egyptians in their fog.
Mal.I say this house is as dark as ignorance, though ignorance were as dark as hell; and I say, there was never man thus abused: I am no more mad than you are; make the trial of it in any constant question.
Clo.What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild-fowl?
Mal.That the soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird.
Clo.What thinkest thou of his opinion?
Mal.I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion.
Clo.Fare thee well: Remain thou still in darkness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras, ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear to kill a woodcock, lest thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well.
Mal.Sir Topas, Sir Topas,—
Sir To.My most exquisite Sir Topas,—
Clo.Nay, I am for all waters. [Takes off the gown and hood, and gives them toMaria.]
Mar.Thou might'st have done this without thy hood and gown; he sees thee not.
Sir To.To him in thine own voice, and bring us word how thou find'st him: Come by and by to my chamber.
[ExeuntSir TobyandMaria.
Clo.[Sings.]Hey Robin, jolly Robin,Tell me how thy lady does.
Clo.[Sings.]Hey Robin, jolly Robin,Tell me how thy lady does.
Mal.Fool,—fool,—good fool,—
Clo.Who calls, ha?
Mal.As ever thou wilt deserve well at my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and paper; as I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to thee for't.
Clo.Master Malvolio!
Mal. Ay, good fool.
Clo.Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?
Mal.Fool, there was never man so notoriously abused: I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art.
Clo.But as well! then you are mad, indeed, if you be no better in your wits than a fool.
Mal.Good fool, some ink, paper, and light, and convey what I will set down to my lady; it shall advantagethee more than ever the bearing of letter did.
Clo.I will help you to't. But tell me true, are you not mad, indeed? or do you but counterfeit?
Mal.Believe me, I am not: I tell thee true.
Clo.Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I see his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, and ink.
Mal.Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree. I pr'ythee, be gone.
Clo.[Shuts the door of the inner Room, and sings.]I am gone, sir,And anon, sir,I'll be with you again, &c.
Clo.[Shuts the door of the inner Room, and sings.]I am gone, sir,And anon, sir,I'll be with you again, &c.
[Exit.
SCENE V.
Olivia'sGarden.
EnterSebastian.
Seb.This is the air; that is the glorious sun;This pearl she gave me, I do feel't, and see't:And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus,Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then?I could not find him at the Elephant;His counsel now might do me golden service:For though my soul disputes well with my sense,That this may be some error, but no madness,Yet doth this accident and flood of fortuneSo far exceed all instance, all discourse,That I am ready to distrust mine eyes,And wrangle with my reason, that persuades meTo any other trust, but that I am mad,Or else the lady's mad.—But here she comes.
EnterOlivia,and aFriar.
Oli.Blame not this haste of mine:—If you mean well,Now go with me, and with this holy man,Into the chantry by: there, before him,And underneath that consecrated roof,Plight me the full assurance of your faith;That my most jealous and too doubtful soulMay live at peace: He shall conceal it,Whiles you are willing it shall come to note;What time we will our celebration keepAccording to my birth.—What do you say?
Seb.I'll follow this good man, and go with you; And, having sworn truth, ever will be true.
Oli.Then lead the way, good father:
[ExitFriar.
And heavens so shine,That they may fairly note this act of mine!
[Exeunt.
SCENE I.
The Street beforeOlivia'sHouse.
EnterClownandFabian.
Fab.Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter.
Clo.Good Master Fabian, grant me another request.
Fab.Any thing.
Clo.Do not desire to see this letter.
Fab.That is, to give a dog, and, in recompense, desire my dog again.—The Duke Orsino.
[ExitFabian.
EnterDuke,Viola,and two Gentlemen.
Duke.Belong you to the lady Olivia, friend?—I know thee well: How dost thou, my good fellow?
Clo.Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.
Duke.Just the contrary; the better for thy friends.
Clo.No, sir, the worse.
Duke.How can that be?
Clo.Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly, I am an ass; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused: so that, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes.
Duke.Why, this is excellent.
Clo.By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be one of my friends.
Duke.Thou shalt not be the worse for me; there's gold.
Clo.But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would you could make it another.
Duke.O, you give me ill counsel.
Clo.Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.
Duke.Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a double dealer; there's another.
Clo.Primo,Secundo,—Tertio, is a good play; and the old saying is, the third pays for all.
Duke.You can fool no more money out of me at this throw: if you will let your lady know, I am here to speak with her, and bring her along with you, it may awake my bounty further.
Clo.Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come again: As you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I will awake it anon.
[ExitClown.
Vio.Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me.
Duke.That face of his I do remember well;Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'dAs black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war:A bawbling vessel was he captain of,For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable:With which such scathful grapple did he makeWith the most noble bottom of our fleet,That very envy, and the tongue of loss,Cried fame and honour on him.—
EnterAntonioand Officers.
What's the matter?
1 Off.This, please you, sir, is that Antonio,That took the Phœnix, and her fraught, from Candy;And this is he, that did the Tiger board,When your young nephew Titus lost his leg:Here in the streets, desperate of shame, and state,In private brabble did we apprehend him.
Vio.He did me kindness, sir; drew on my side;But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me,I know not what 'twas, but distraction.
Duke.Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief!What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies,Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear,Hast made thine enemies?
Ant.Orsino, noble sir,Be pleased that I shake off these names you give me;Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate,Though, I confess, on base and ground enough,Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither:That most ingrateful boy there, by your side,From the rude sea's enraged and foamy mouthDid I redeem; a wreck past hope he was:His life I gave him, and for his sake too,Did I expose myselfInto the danger of this adverse town:Drew to defend him, when he was beset;Where being apprehended, his false cunning,(Not meaning to partake with me in danger,)Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance,And grew a twenty-years removed thing,While one would wink; denied me mine own purse,Which I had recommended to his useNot half an hour before.
Vio.How can this be?
Duke.When came he to this town?
Ant.To-day, my lord; and for three months before,(No interim, not a minute's vacancy,)Both day and night did we keep company.
Duke.Here comes the countess; now heaven walks on earth.——But for thee; fellow, fellow, thy words are madness:But more of that anon.——Take him aside.
[Antonioand Officers retire a little.
EnterOliviaand two Servants.
Oli.What would my lord, but that he may not have,Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable?—Cesario, you do not keep promise with me.
Vio.Madam?
Duke.Gracious Olivia,——
Oli.What do you say, Cesario?
Vio.My lord would speak; my duty hushes me.
Oli.If it be aught to the old tune, my lord,It is as harsh and fulsome to mine ear,As howling after music.
Duke.Still so cruel?
Oli.Still so constant, lord.
Duke.What! to perverseness? you uncivil lady,To whose ingrate and unauspicious altarsMy soul the faithfull'st offerings hath breathed out,That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do?
Oli.Even what it please my lord, that shall become him.
Duke.Why should I not, had I the heart to do it,Like to the Egyptian thief, at point of death,Kill what I love?But hear me this:Live you, the marble-breasted tyrant, still;But this your minion, whom, I see, you love,And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly,Him will I tear out of that cruel eye,Where he sits crowned in his master's spite.—Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in mischief.I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love,To spite a raven's heart within a dove.
[ExeuntDukeand Gentlemen.
Vio.And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly,To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die.
[Going.
Oli.Where goes Cesario?
Vio.After him I love,More than I love these eyes, more than my life;If I do feign, you witnesses above,Punish my life, for tainting of my love!
Oli.Ah me, forsaken! how am I beguiled!
Vio.Who does beguile you? who does do you wrong?
Oli.Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long?—Call forth the holy father.
[Exeunt two Servants.
EnterDuke.
Duke.[ToViola.] Come away.
Oli.Whither, my lord?—Cesario, husband, stay.
Duke.Husband?
Oli.Ay, husband: Can he that deny?
Duke.Her husband, sirrah?
Vio.No, my lord, not I.
Oli.Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up;Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou artAs great as that thou fear'st.
EnterFriarand two Servants.
O, welcome, father!—Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence,Here to unfold (though lately we intendedTo keep in darkness, what occasion nowReveals before 'tis ripe,) what thou dost know,Hath newly past between this youth and me.
Friar.A contract of eternal bond of love,Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands,Strengthen'd by interchangement of your rings;And all the ceremonySeal'd in my function, by my testimony:Since when, toward my graveI have travell'd but two hours.
Duke.O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be,When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case?Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet,Where thou and I henceforth may never meet.
Vio.My lord, I do protest,—
Oli.O, do not swear;Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear.
[Oliviasends away the Friar.
EnterSir Andrew,crying, with his Head broke.
Sir And.O, O,—For the love of heaven, a surgeon; send one presently to Sir Toby.
Oli.What's the matter?
Sir And.He has broke my head across, and has given Sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too: for the love of heaven, your help: I had rather than forty pound I were at home.
Oli.Who has done this, Sir Andrew?
Sir And.The count's gentleman, one Cesario: We took him for a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate.
Duke.My gentleman, Cesario?
Sir And.Od's lifelings, here he is:—You broke my head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set on to do't by Sir Toby.
Vio.Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you: You drew your sword upon me, without cause; But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.
Sir And.If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me: I think, you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb.
Sir To.[Without.] Holla, Sir Andrew,—where are you?
Sir And.Here comes Sir Toby halting, you shall hear more: but if he had not been in drink, he would have tickled your Toby for you.
EnterSir Toby,drunk, with his Forehead bleeding.
Duke.How now, gentleman? how is't with you?
Sir To.That's all one; he has hurt me, and there's the end on't.—Sot, did'st see Dick surgeon, sot?
Sir And.O, he's drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agone.
Sir To.Then he's a rogue, a drunken rogue,—and I hate a drunken rogue.
[EnterSebastianbehind.
Oli.Away with him: Who hath made this havock with them?
Sir And.I'll help you, Sir Toby, because we'll be dress'd together.
Sir To.Will you help an ass head, and a coxcomb, and a knave? a thin-faced knave, a gull!
Oli.Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to.
[ExeuntSir Andrew,Sir Toby,and Servants.
Seb.[Advances] I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsman;But, had it been the brother of my blood,I must have done no less, with wit, and safety.
[Antonio,seeingSebastian,comes forward.
You throw a strange regard upon me, andBy that I do perceive it hath offended you;Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vowsWe made each other but so late ago.
Duke.One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons;A natural perspective, that is, and is not.
Seb.Antonio, O my dear Antonio!How have the hours rack'd and tortured me.Since I have lost thee.
Ant.Sebastian are you?
Seb.Fear'st thou that, Antonio?
Ant.How have you made division of yourself?—An apple, cleft in two, is not more twinThan these two creatures. Which is Sebastian?
Seb.[SeesViola.] Do I stand there? I never had a brother:I had a sister,Whom the blind waves and surges have devour'd:—Of charity, [ToViola.] what kin are you to me?What countryman? what name? what parentage?
Vio.Of Messaline: Sebastian was my father;Such a Sebastian was my brother too,So went he suited to his watery tomb:If spirits can assume both form and suit,You come to fright us.
Seb.Were you a woman, as the rest goes even,I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,And say—Thrice welcome, drowned Viola!
Vio.If nothing lets to make us happy both,But this my masculine usurp'd attire,Away with doubt:—each other circumstanceOf place, time, fortune, doth cohere, and jump,That I am Viola,—your sister Viola. [They embrace.
Seb.[ToOlivia.] So comes it, lady, you have been mistook.
Duke.If this be so, as yet the glass seems true,I shall have share in this most happy wreck:—Boy, [ToViola.] thou hast said to me a thousand times,Thou never should'st love woman like to me.
Vio.And all those sayings will I over-swear;And all those swearings keep as true in soul,As doth that orbed continent the fireThat severs day from night.
Duke.Give me thy hand;And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds.
Vio.The captain, that did bring me first on shore,Hath my maid's garments: he, upon some action,Is now in durance; at Malvolio's suit,A gentleman, and follower of my lady's.
Oli.He shall enlarge him:—Fetch Malvolio hither:—And yet, alas, now I remember me,They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract.
EnterClown,with a Letter, andFabian.
How does Malvolio, sirrah?
Clo.Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do: he has here writ a letter to you: I should have given it you to-day morning; but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much, when they are deliver'd.
Oli.Open it, and read it.
Clo.Look then to be well edified, when the fool delivers the madman: [Reads.]By the Lord, madam,—
Oli.How now! art thou mad?
Clo.No, madam, I do but read madness.
Oli.[ToFabian.] Read it you, sirrah.
Fab.[Reads.]By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the world shall know it: though you have put me into darkness, and given your drunken cousin rule over me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as your ladyship. I have your own letter that induced me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not but to do myself much right, or you much shame. Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of my injury.The madly-usedMalvolio.
Oli.Did he write this?
Clo.Ay, madam.
Duke.This savours not much of distraction.
Oli.See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither.
[ExitFabian.
My lord, so please you, these things further thought on,To think me as well a sister as a wife,One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you,Here at my house.
Duke.Madam, I am most apt to embrace your offer.—Your master quits you; [ToViola.] and, for your service done him,Here is my hand; you shall from this time beYour master's mistress.
EnterMalvolio,with a Letter, andFabian.
Duke.Is this the madman?
Oli.Ay, my lord, this same:How now, Malvolio?
Mal.Madam, you have done me wrong,Notorious wrong.
Oli.Have I, Malvolio? no.
Mal.Lady, you have. Pray you peruse that letter:
[GivesOliviathe Letter.
You must not now deny it is your hand;—(Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase;)—Or, say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention.
Oli.Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing;Though, I confess, much like the character:But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand:—And now I do bethink me, it was sheFirst told me, thou wast mad:—Pr'ythee, be content:This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon thee:But, when we know the grounds and authors of it,Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judgeOf thine own cause.
Fab.Good madam, hear me speak:I do confess, Sir Toby, and myself,Set this device against Malvolio here,Upon some stubborn and uncourteous partsWe had conceived against him: Maria writThe letter, at Sir Toby's great importance;In recompense whereof, he hath married her:How with a sportful malice it was follow'd,May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;If that the injuries be justly weigh'd,That have on both sides pass'd.
Oli.Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee!
Fab.Malvolio!—
Clo.Why,—Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them—I was one, sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, sir:—By the Lord fool, I am not mad:—But do you remember?Madam, why laugh you at such a barren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagg'd:—And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.—Ha, ha, ha!
Fab.Ha, ha, ha!—
Mal.I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you.
[ExitMalvolio.
Oli.He hath been most notoriously abused.Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace.
[ExitFabian.
Duke.He hath not told us of the captain yet;When that is known, and golden time convents,A solemn combination shall be madeOf our dear souls:—Meantime, sweet sister,We will not part from hence—Go, officers;We do discharge you of your prisoner.
[Exeunt Officers.
Antonio, thou hast well deserved our thanks:Thy kind protection of Cesario's person,(Although thou knew'st not then for whom thou fought'st,)Merits our favour: Henceforth, be forgottenAll cause of anger: Thou hast a noble spirit,And as Sebastian's friend be ever near him.—Cesario, come;For so you shall be, while you are a man;But, when in other habits you are seen,Orsino's mistress, and his fancy's queen.
The Clown sings.
When that I was and a little tiny boy,With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,A foolish thing was but a toy;For the rain it raineth every day.But when I came to man's estate,With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,'Gainst knave and thief men shut their gate;For the rain it raineth every day.But when I came, alas! to wive,With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,By swaggering could I never thrive;For the rain it raineth every day.But when I came unto my bed,With hey, ho, the wind, and the rain,With toss pots still had drunken head;For the rain it raineth every day.A great while ago the world begun,With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,But that's all one, our play is done,And we'll strive to please you every day.
When that I was and a little tiny boy,With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,A foolish thing was but a toy;For the rain it raineth every day.
But when I came to man's estate,With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,'Gainst knave and thief men shut their gate;For the rain it raineth every day.
But when I came, alas! to wive,With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,By swaggering could I never thrive;For the rain it raineth every day.
But when I came unto my bed,With hey, ho, the wind, and the rain,With toss pots still had drunken head;For the rain it raineth every day.
A great while ago the world begun,With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,But that's all one, our play is done,And we'll strive to please you every day.
[Exeunt.
THE END.
Transcriber Notes:Throughout the dialogues, there were words used to mimic accents of the speakers. Those words were retained as-is.Errors and inconsistencies in punctuations and spelling were not corrected unless otherwise noted.On page 21, a comma after Vio was replaced with a period.
Throughout the dialogues, there were words used to mimic accents of the speakers. Those words were retained as-is.
Errors and inconsistencies in punctuations and spelling were not corrected unless otherwise noted.
On page 21, a comma after Vio was replaced with a period.