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ACT V. SCENE I.
Gru. What say you to a neat's foot ?
Gru. I fear, it is too phlegmatick a meat:
Cath. i like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me.
Gru. I cannot tell; I fear, it's cholerick:
Cath. A dish that I do love to feed upon.
Gru. Nay then, I will not; you shall have the mustard, Or else you get no beef of Grumio.
Cath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt. Gru. Why, then the mustard e’en without the beef. Cath. Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave, [beats him. That feed’ft 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 Petruchio and Hortensio with meat.
Pet. Pluck up thy spirits; look cheerfully upon me;
Cath. Pray, let it stand.
Pet. The poorest service is repay'd with thanks,
fir. Hor. Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to blame : Come, mistress Kate, I'll bear you company.
Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lovest me. - [afide. Much good do it unto thy gentle heart ! Kate, eat apace: and now, my honey love, Will we return unto thy father's house, And revel it as bravely as the best, With filken coats, and caps, and golden rings,
With ruffs, and cuffs, and farthingales, and things :
Hab. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.
Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer,
Cath. 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.
Cath. Why, sir, I trust, I may have leave to speak;
of my heart,
Pet. Why, thou say'st true, it is a paltry cap,
Cath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap;
And I will have it, or I will have none.
Pet. Thy gown? why, ay; come, tailor, let us seeʼt.
and down carv'd like an apple-tart?
Hor. I see, she's like to’ve neither cap nor gown. [afide.
Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well,
Pet. Marry, and did: but, if you be remember'd,
shall hop without my custom, fir: I'll none of it; hence, make your best of it.
Cath. I never saw a better fashion'd gown,
Pet. Why, true; he means to make a puppet of thee.
Pet. O monstrous arrogance !
Tai. Your worship is deceiv’d, the gown is made
Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff. .
Tai. But did you not request to have it cut?
Gru. Face not me: thou hast brav'd many men; brave not me: I will neither be fac'd nor brav’d. I say unto thee, I bid thy master cut out the gown; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo, thou lieft.
Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to testify.
Gru. Master, if ever I said, loose-bodied gown, sew me up in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread : I said, a gown.
Gru. Errour i'th' bill, sir, errour i'th' bill: I commanded the fleeves should be cut out, and sew'd 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 should'ft know it.
Gru. I am for thee straight : take thou the bill, give me thy meteyard, and spare me not.
Hor. God-amercy, Grumio, then he shall have no odds.
is not for me. Gru. You are i'th' right, sir; 'is for my
mistress. Pet. Go, take it up unto thy master's use.
Gru. Villain, not for thy life': take up my mistress's gown for thy master's use ! Pet. Why, fir, what's your conceit in that ? Gru. O, sir, the conceit is deeper than
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