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Enter Pedant with servants, Baptista, and Tranio.
Vin. What am I, Sir! Nay, what are you, Sir? Oh, immortal Gods!'oh, fine villain ! a lilken doublet, a velvet hose, a scarlet cloak and a copatain bat: oh, I am undone! I am undone! while I play the good husband at home, my son and my fervants spend all at the university.
Tra. How now, what's the matter ?
seem a sober ancient gentleman by your habit, but your words shew you a madman. Why, Sir, what concerns it you, if I wear pearl and gold ? I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it.
Vin. Thy father ! oh villain, he is a sailmaker in Bergamo.
Bap. You mistake, Sir, you mistake, Sir; pray, what do you think is his name?
Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name : I have brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is Tranio.
Ped. Away, away, mad afs! his name is Lucentio : ' and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me Signior Vincentio.
Vin. Lucentio ! oh, he hath murdered his master Jay hold of him, I charge you in the Duke's name; ch, my son, my son, tell me, thou villain, where is my fon Lucentio ?
Tra. Call forth an officer ; carry this mad knave to the jail ; Father Baptista, I charge you, see that he be forthcoming.
Vin. Carry me to jail !
Bar. Talk not, Signior Greinio : I say, he fall go to prison.
Gre. Take heed, Signior Baptifta, left you be coneycatch'd in this business; I dare swear this is the right Vincentio.
Ped. Swear, if thou dar'ft.
Gre. Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio.
Enter Lucentio and Bianca. l'in. Thus strangers may be hal’d and abus'd; oh, monstrous villain !
Bion. Oh, we are spoil'd, and yonder he is; deny him, forfwear him, or else we are all undone.
[Exeunt Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant.
S CE N E Luc. Pardon, sweet father.
[Kneeling. Vin. Lives my sweet fon? Bian. Pardon, dear father. Bap. How haft thou offended? where is Lucentio ? Luc. Here's Lucentio, right lon to the right Vin
centio, That have by marriage made thy daughter mine : While counterfeit supposers bleer'd thine eyne.
Gre. Here's packing with a witness to deceive us all,
Vin. Where is that damnd villain Tranio, That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so?
Bap. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio ? Bian. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love Made me exchange my state with Tranio, While he did bear my countenance in the town: And happily I have arriv'd at last Unto the wished haven of
bliss : What Tranio did, myself inforc'd him to; Then pardon him, sweet father, for
fake. Vin. I'll fit the villain's nose that would have fent me to the jail.
Bap. But do you hear, Sir, have you married my daughter without asking my good-will ?
Vin. Fear not, Baptista, we will content you, go to : but I will in, to be reveng'd on this villain. [Exit. Bap. And I, to found the depth of this knavery.
[Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca, thy father will not frown.
[Exeunt. Gre. My cake is dough ; but I'll in among the rest, Out of hope of all but my hare of the feast. [Exit.
[Petruchio and Catharina, advancing. Cath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado.
Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will.
s; now pray thee, love, ftay. Pet. Is not this well ? come, my sweet Kate ; Better once than never, for never too late. [Exeunt.
SCENE IV. Changes to Lucentio's apartments*.
Enter Baptista, Petruchio, Hortensio, Lucentio, and
the reft. Bap. Now, in good sadness, fon Petruchio, I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all.
-apartments. Enter Baptista, Vincentio, Gremio, Pedant, Lucentio, Bianca, Tra
nio, Biondello, Petruchio, Catharina, Grumio, Hortensio, and
Luc. At lalt, tho' long, our jarring notes agree :
Pet. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat!
Pet. You are very sensible, and yet you miss my sense,
Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns round.
Pet. Well, I say, no; and therefore for assurance,
Cath. Mistrefs, how mean you that?
Cath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns round-
Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a fhrew,
Cath. A very mean meaning.
Bian. Head and butt? an hally-witted body
Vin. Ay, Mistress Bride, hath that awaken’d you?
Pet. Nay, that thou thalt not, since you have begun :
Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to Thift my bula :
[Exeunt Bianca, Catharine, and Widow.
Tra. Oh, Sir, Lucentio lipp'd me like his grey-hound,
Pet. A good iwift simile, but something currilh.
Tra. 'Tis well, Sir, that you hunted for yourtelf;
Bap. Oh, oh, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now.
Enter Baptista, &c.
Hor. Content, what wager ?
Pet. Twenty crowns !
Luc. A hundred then.
Luc. That will I.
[Exit. Bap. Son, I'll be
half, Bianca comes. Luc. I'll have no halves : I'll bear it all myself.
Re-enter Biondello. How now, what news?
Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word That she is busy, and cannot come. Pet. How? she's busy, and cannot come, is that an
answer? Gre. Ay, and a kind one too : Pray God, Sir, your wife send you not a worse.
Pet. I hope better.
Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and intreat my wife to come to me forthwith.
[Exit Biondello, Pet. Oh, oh! intrčat her! nay, then she needs nust
Hor. I am afraid, Sir, do you what you can,
Enter Biondello. Your's will not be intreated. Now, where's my wife ?
Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in hand; She will not come : She bids you come to her.
Pet. Worse and worse, she will not come !