Tai. "With a small compassed cape;" Tai. "With a trunk sleeve;" Gru. I confess two sleeves. Tai. "The sleeves curiously cut." Gru. Error i' the bill, sir; error i' the bill. I commanded 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: And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. Because his painted skin contents the eye? It shall be what o'clock I say it is. Hor. Why, so! this gallant will command the sun. [Exeunt. 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 call? Ped. Ay, what else? and, but I be deceiv'd, Signior Baptista may remember me, Near twenty years ago, in Genoa, Where we were lodgers at the Pegasus. 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, Now do your duty throughly, I advise you; Imagine 't were the right Vincentio. Bion. Tut! fear not me. Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista? Signior Baptista, you are happily met :- Ped. Soft, son! Sir, by your leave, having come to Padua To have him match'd; and, if you pleas'd to like Me shall you find ready and willing With one consent to have her so bestow'd; Bap. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say ;- a Curious-scrupulous. Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, Your son shall have my daughter with consent. Tra. I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best, We be affied; and such assurance ta'en, As shall with either part's agreement stand? Bap. Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know, Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you: Luc. I pray 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. Bap. I follow you. [Exeunt TRA., Ped., and BAP. Bion. Cambio. What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? 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? a Bion. I cannot tell: expect 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 wit nesses: If 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: a Expect-believe-think-they are busied, &c. VOL. II. M [Exit. |