To come at first, when he doth send for her, Luc. Pet. Twenty crowns! Twenty crowns. I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound, Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. [Exit. Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. Re-enter BIONDELLO. How now! what news? Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word That she is busy, and she cannot come. Pet. How she's busy, and she cannot come! Is that an answer? Gre. Ay, and a kind one too : Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse. Hor. Sirrah Biondello, go, and entreat my wife Pet. [Exit BIONDELLO. O, ho! entreat her! I am afraid, sir, Nay, then she must needs come. Hor. Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. Re-enter Biondello. 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! O vile, Intolerable, not to be endur'd! Sirrah Grumio, go to your mistress; Say I command her come to me. [Exit GRUMIO. She will not. Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end. Enter KATHARINA. Bap. Now, by my holidame, here comes Katharina! Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for me? Pet. Where is your sister, and Hortensio's wife? Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour fire. Pet. Go, fetch them hither; if they deny to come, Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands: Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. [Exit Kath. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes. Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life, An awful rule, and right supremacy; And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy. Her new-built virtue and obedience. Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Widow. See, where she comes; and brings your froward wives As prisoners to her womanly persuasion. Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not; [KATH. pulls off her cap, and throws it down. Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass! Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this? Luc. I would your duty were as foolish too: The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time. Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her. Pet. I say, she shall;-and first begin with her. A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled, And not obedient to his honest will, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey. And place your hands below your husbands' foot: My hand is ready, may it do him ease! Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kiss me, Kate. Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha 't. Vin. T is a good hearing, when children are toward. Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froward. Pet. Come, Kate, we 'll to bed: We three are married, but you two are sped. 'T was I won the wager, though you hit the white; a [To LUCENTIO. And, being a winner, God give you good night! [Exeunt PET. and KATH. a Hit the white-a term in archery. |