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Cath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me.
Gru. I.cannot tell ;-I fear, it's choleric:
Cath. A dish, that I do love to feed upon.
Cath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt.
SC E N E VII. Enter Petruchio and Hortenfio, with meat. Pet. OW fares my Kate? what, Sweeting, all
amort? Hor. Mistress, what chcer ? Cath. 'Faith, as cold as can be.
Pet. Pluck up thy spirits; look cheerfully upon me; Here, love, thou seest how diligent I am, To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee : I'm sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merits thanks. What, not a word ? nay then, thou lov'st it not : And all my pains is sorted to no proof. Here, take away the dish.
Cath. I pray you, let it stand.
Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks, And so shall mine, before
touch the meat. Cath, I thank you, Sir.
Hor. Signior Petruchio, fie, you are to blame : Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company.
Pet. Eat it up all, Hortenfio, if thou lovest me;
Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.
Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer,
Cath. I'll have no bigger, this doth fit the time;
Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, And not 'till then.!!
Hor. That will not be in haste.
Cath. Why, Sir, I trust, I may have leave to speaks
And rather than it shall, I will be free
Pet. Why, thou say'st true, it is a paltry cap,
Cath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap;
Pet. Thy gown? why, ay; come, taylor, let us fee't.
[Aside. Tay. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion of the time.
Pet. Marry, and did: but if you be remembred,
best of it.
Pet. Why, true, he means to make a puppet of thee.
puppet of her.
Pet. O most monstrous arrogance !
Tay. Your Worship is deceiv'd, the gown is made Just as my master had dire&tion. Grumio
order how it should be done. Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff. Tay. But how did you desire it should be made? Gru. Marry, Sir, with needle and thread. Tay. But did you not request to have it cut? Gru. Thou haft fac'd many things. Tay. I have.
Gru. Face not me: thou hast brav'd many men, brave not me; I will neither be fac'd, nor brav'd. I say unto thee, I bid thy master cut out the gown, but I did not bid him cut it 10 pieces. Ergo, thou lieft.
Tay. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify.
Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sow me up in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said a gown.
Gru. Error i'th'bill, Sir, error i'th' bill: I commanded, the sleeves should be cut out, and sow'd up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, tho' thy little finger be armed in a thimble.
Tay. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou shou'dst know it.
Gru. I am for thee straight : take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and fpare not me. Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio, then he shall have no
odds. Pet. Well, Sir, in brief the gown is not for me.
Gru. You are i’th' right, Sir, 'tis for my mistress. Pet. Go take it up unto thy master's use.
Gru. Villain, not for thy life: take up my miftress's gown for thy master's use!
Pet. Why, Sir, what's your conceit in that?
think for; Take up my mistress's gown unto his master's use! Oh, fie, fie, fie! Pet. Hortenso, say, thou wilt see the taylor paid.
[Afide. Go take it hence, be gone, and say no more.
Hor. Taylor, I'll pay thee for thy gown to-morrow, Take no unkindness of his hafty words: Away, I fay; commend me to thy master. [Ex, Taylor.
Pet. Well,come, my Kate, we will unto your father's, Even in these honest mean habiliments: Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor: For 'tis the mind, that makes the body rich: And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour pee reth in the meaneft habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? Oh, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array, If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me; And therefore frolic; we will hence forthwith, To feast and sport us at thy father's house. Go call my men, and let us straight to him, And bring our horses unto Long-lane end, There will we mount, and thither walk on foot. Let's see, I think, 'tis now some seyen o'clock, And well we may come there by dinner time.
Cath. I dare assure you, Sir, 'tis almost two; And 'twill be supper-time ere you come there. Pet. It shall be seven, ere I go to horse.