Shakespeare's Globe Theatre: Twelfth Night

Malvolio: Were not- were not you even now with the Countess Olivia?

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

Malvolio: Oh, well, 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 are to put your lord into a desperate assurance she'll none of him. And one thing more, that you be never so hardy as to come again in his affairs, unless it be to report his 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 be so returned. If it be worth stooping for, there it lies in your eye. If not, be it his that finds it.