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Ped. Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been ; Pisa, renowned for grave citizens.
Tra. Among them, know you one Vincentio ?
Ped. I know him not, but I have heard of him; A merchant of incomparable wealth.
Tra. He is my father, sir ; and, sooth to say, In countenance somewhat doth resemble you. Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and all
[Aside. Tra. To save your life in this extremity, This favour will I do you for his sake; And think it not the worst of all your fortunes, That you are like to sir Vincentio. His name and credit shall you undertake, And in my house you shall be friendly lodg'd. Look, that you take upon you as you should ; You understand me, sir;-so shall you stay Till you have done
business in the city : If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.
Ped. O, sir, I do; and will repute you ever
Tra. Then go with me, to make the matter good.
pass assurance of a dower in marriage 'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here : In all these circumstances I 'll instruct you : Go with me, sir, to clothe you as becomes you. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-A Room in Petrucio's House.
Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO.
Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite appears:
But I, who never knew how to entreat,
Gru. What say you to a neat's foot ?
Gru. I fear it is too choleric a meat:
Kath. I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me.
Kath. A dish that I do love to feed upon.
Kath. Then both, or one, or anything thou wilt. Gru. Why, then the mustard without the beef. Kath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave,
[Beats him. That feed'st me with the very name of meat : Sorrow on thee, and all the pack of you, That triumph thus upon my misery ! Go, get thee gone, I say. Enter Petrucio, with a dish of meat ; and HORTENSIO. Pet. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all Kath.
amort? a Hor. Mistress, what cheer ?
a All amort-dispirited.
'Faith, as cold as can be. Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon me. Here, love; thou see'st how diligent I am, To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee :
(Sets the dish on a table. I am 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 this dish. Kath.
I pray yon, let it stand. Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks ; And so shall mine, before you touch the meat.
Kath. I thank you, sir.
Hor. Signior Petrucio, fie! you are to blame :
Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.
Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer; A velvet dish ;-fie, fie! 't is lewd and filthy; Why, 't is a cockle, or a walnutshell,
A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap;
Kath. 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. [Aside.
Pet. Why, thou say'st true ; it is a paltry cap,
Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap;
Pet. Thy gown? why, ay.-Come, tailor, let us see 't. O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here! What 's this ? a sleeye? 't is like a demi-cannon : What!
and down, carv'd like an apple-tart? Here 's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash, Like to a censer in a barber's shop : Why, what, o' devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this ? Hor. I see, she 's like to have neither çap nor gown.
[Aside. Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion and the time.
Pet. Marry, and did ; but if you be remember d,
& Custard-coffin. The crust of a pie was called the coffin.
Kath. I never saw a better fashion'd gown, More quaint, more pleasing, nor more commendable : Belike, you mean to make a puppet of me.
Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee. Tai. She says, your worship means to make a puppet
of her. Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread, Thou thimble, Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter cricket thou : Bray'd in mine own house with a skein of thread ! Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant ; Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard, As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st! I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown.
Tai. Your worship is deceiv'd; the gown is made
Gru. I gave him no order ; I gave him the stuff.
Gru. Face not me: thou hast braveil b many men; brave not me. I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto thee-I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces : ergo, thou liest.
Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify.
Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread : I said, a gown. Pet. Proceed. a Faced-made facings.
b Braved-made fine.