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            ” ——— Unless t’is mine father you seek, then yes — t’is I. Will Shakespeare; to what do I owe such a joyous pleasure?”

         ”Twas merely a joyous… sound of admiration? Blimey how d’you talk like that all day without tripping all over your own words? All the doths, thys, and other bloody complicated things t’ put in the right order make my head spin. Pleasure t’meet you, My Lord. My name tis Clara Oswald and I am most pleasured t’ meet your acquaintance.”

             " ------ T'is how I, and those around me, speak, fair maiden. Although, I hope you accept my humblest of apologies for you causing such confusion," he said, sincerely. "Grace me not with such titles, m'lady -- for the pleasure is entirely mine."

            ” ——— T’is a joy to make your acquaintance, good sir,” he said with sincerity, bowing his head in greeting. “To what do I owe such a joyous occasion, fair Andrew?”

"I have been wandering for quite a while today, and am yet to find someone who is willing to have a conversation with me." He remarked with a light shrug. "And I’ve been intending to meet you for quite some time, I’ve just been procrastinating from doing so until now.

           " ------ I must take upon myself the assumption that they do not know good company when they are in it," he reasoned, smiling softly as he spoke. Will raised an eyebrow, cocking his head. "Me? T'is not often that I hear that, fair wanderer."

             ”Are you really him? Are you really Shakespeare?”

            " ------ Unless t'is mine father you seek, then yes -- t'is I. Will Shakespeare; to what do I owe such a joyous pleasure?"

                        “Such a pleasant, yet rare occasion. What can I do for you today, fair stranger?”

"They were right."

            " ------ Interesting? T'is the freshest on a pile of words I've had thrown at me. I give my thanks, good sir. Might you consider me rude for requesting your title?"

              ” ——— Well be with you, gentleman. My name is Will Shakespeare, but thou canst call me what thou shalt; I hold quarrel with no title.”

            " ------ T'is a joy to make your acquaintance, good sir," he said with sincerity, bowing his head in greeting. "To what do I owe such a joyous occasion, fair Andrew?"

"Hello there."

              " ------ Well be with you, gentleman. My name is Will Shakespeare, but thou canst call me what thou shalt; I hold quarrel with no title."