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Tai. “With a small compassed cape;"
Gru. Error i' the bill, sir; error i' the bill. I cominanded the sleeves should be cut out, and sewed up again : and that I 'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble.
Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had thee in place where, thou shouldst know it.
Gru. I am for thee straight : take thou the bill, give me thy mete-yard, and spare 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. Villain, not for thy life : Take up my mistress' gown for thy master's use!
Pet. Why, sir, what 's your conceit in that ?
Gru. O, sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for : Take up my mistress' gown to his master's use ! O, fie, fie, fie! Pet. Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid :
[Aside. Go, take it hence; begone, and say no more.
Hor. Tailor, I 'll pay thee for thy gown to-morrow. Take no unkindness of his hasty words : Away, I say; commend me to thy master. [Exit Tailor. 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 't is the mind that makes the body rich; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
Kath. I dare assure you, sir, 't is almost two ;
Pet. It shall be seven, ere I go to horse : Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do, You are still crossing it.—Sirs, let 't alone : I will not go to-day; and ere I do, It shall be what o'clock I say it is. Hor. Why, so ! this gallant will command the sun.
SCENE IV.–Padua. Before Baptista's House. Enter TRANIO, and the Pedant dressed like VINCENTIO. Tra. Sir, this is the house. Please it you that I
Tra. 'T is well; and hold your own, in any case, With such austerity as 'longeth to a father.
Enter BIONDELLO, Ped. I warrant you : But, sir, here comes your boy; 'T were good he were school'd.
Tra. Fear you not him. Sirrah Biondello,
Bion. Tut! fear not me.
Bion. I told him, that your father was at Venice; And that you look'd for him this day in Padua.
Tra. Thou 'rt a tall fellow; hold thee that to drink. Here comes Baptista :-set your countenance, sir.
Enter BAPTISTA and LUCENTIO, Signior Baptista, you are happily met :Sir, [to the Pedant] this is the gentleman I told you of: I
pray you, stand good father to me now, Give me Bianca for my patrimony.
Ped. Soft, son!
Bap, Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;-
Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him,
Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio ; for, you know,
Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you :
Bap. It likes me well : Cambio, hie you home,
the gods she may, with all my heart? Tra. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way ? Welcome ! one mess is like to be your cheer; Come, sir; we will better it in Pisa. Вар. .
[Exeunt Tra., Ped., and BAP. Bion. Cambio. Luc.
What say'st thou, Biondello ?
I follow you.
Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon Luc. Biondello, what of that?
Bion. 'Faith, nothing; but he has left me here behind, to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens.
Luc. I pray thee, moralize them.
Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful son.
Luc. And what of him?
Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper.
Luc. And then ?
Bion. The old priest at saint Luke's church is at your command at all hours.
Luc. And what of all this?
Bion. I cannot tell : expect a they are busied about a counterfeit assurance : Take you assurance of her cum privilegio ad imprimendum solùm : to the church;
take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest witIf this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, But bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. [Going.
Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello ?
Bion. I cannot tarry : I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir; and so adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix.
[Exit. Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented : She will be pleas’d, then wherefore should I doubt ? Hap what hap may, I 'll roundly go about her; It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her.
[Exit. å Expect-believe-think, they are busied, &c.