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And happily I have arriv'd at last
bliss :What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to ; Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake.
Vin. I'll slit the villain's nose, that would have sent me to the gaol.
Bap. But do you hear, sir ? [TO LUCENTIO.] Have you married my daughter without asking my good-will?
Vin. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: But I will in, to be revenged for this villainy.
[Erit. Bap. And I, to sound the depth of this knavery.
[Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father will not frown.
[Exeunt Luc. and Bian. Gre. My cake is dough :6 But I'll in among the
Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast.
PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance.
Kath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of
this ado. Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. Kath. What, in the midst of the street ? Pet. What, art thou ashamed of me? Kath. No, sir; God forbid:—but ashamed to kiss. Pet. Why, then let's home again :-Come, sirrah,
6 A proverbial expression, repeated after a disappointment.
Kath. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray
thee, love, stay. Pet. Is not this well ?-Come, my sweet Kate; Better once than never, for never too late. (Exeunt.
A Banquet set out. Enter BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO,
GREMIO, the Pedant, LUCENTIO, BIANCA,
[They sit at table.
7 A banquet was a refection consisting of fruit, cakes, &cn
Hor. For both our sakes, I would that word were
true. Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his
widow. Wid. Then never trust me if I be afeard.
Pet. You are sensible, and yet you miss my sense; I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you,
Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns round,
widow. Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns
round: I pray you, tell me what you meant by that.
Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a shrew,
Kath. A very mean meaning.
Right, I mean you,
down. Hor. That's my office. Pet. Spoke like an officer :-Ha' to thee, lad.
[Drinks to HORTENSIO.
Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks? Gre. Believe me, sir, they butt together well.
Bian. Head, and butt? an hasty-witted body Would say, your head and butt were head and horn.
Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you? Bian. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll sleep
again. Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have
begun, Have at you for a bitter jest or two.
Bian. Am I your bird ? I mean to shift my bush, And then pursue me as you
bow You are welcome al).
[Exeunt BIANCA, KATHARINA, and Widow. Pet. She hath prevented me.-Here, signior Tra
nio, This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her not; Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd. Tra, 0, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his grey
hound, Which runs himself, and catches for his master.
Pet. A good swifto simile, but something currish.
Tra. 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself; "Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay.
Bap. Oho, Petruchio, Tranio hits you now.
Pet. 'A has a little galld me, I confess;
Bap. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio,
I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all.
Pet. Well, I say--no: and therefore, for assurance, Let's each one send unto his wife; And he, whose wife is most obedient To come at first when he doth send for her, Shall win the wager which we will propose. Hor. Content:
-What is the wager? Luc,
Luc. A hundred then.
A match; 'tis done,
That will I. Go,
[Exit. Bap. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. Luc. I'll have no halves; I'll bear it all myself.
Bion. I go.
How now! what news?
Sir, my mistress sends you word That she is busy, and she cannot come.
Pet. How! she is busy, and she cannot come! Is that an answer? Gre.
Ay, and a kind one too :
Pet. I hope, better.
wife To come to me forthwith.