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My name is call'd Vincentio, my dwelling Pisa;
Pet. What is his name?
Pet. Happily met, the happier for thy son ;
Vin. But is this true, or is it else your pleasure,
Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof:
[Exeunt Pet. Cath. and Vin. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow; and if she be froward, Then haft thou taught Hortenfio to be untoward. [Exit:
A CT V.
S CE N E, before Lucentio's House.
Enter Biondello, Lucentio and Bianca, Gremio
walking on one side,
Luc. I fiy, Biondello ; but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o'your back, (20) and then come back to my Master as soon as I
[Exit. Gre. I marvel, Cambio comes not all this while. Enter Petrachio, Catharina, Vincentio and Grumio,
with Attendants. Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house, My Father's bears more towards the Market-place; Thither muft I, and here I leave
Sir. Vin. You shall not chuse but drink before you go ; I think, I shall command your welcome here; And by all likelihood fome cheer is toward.
[Knocks. Gre. They're busie within, you were best knock louder.
[Pedant looks out of the window. Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat down
the gate ?
(20) And then come back to my Mistress as soon as I can.) The Editions all agree in this reading; but what Mistress was Biondello to come back to? He must certainly mean; “ Nay, “ faith, sir, I must see you in the Church ; and then for fear " I should be wanted, l'll run back to wait on Tranio, who at " present personates you, and whom therefore I at present acknowledge for my Master.".
Vin. Is Signior Lucentio within, Sir ?
Vin. What, if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal ?
Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to your self, he fhall need none as long I as live.
Pet. Nay, I told you, your Son was belov'd in Padua. Do you hear, Sir ? to leave frivolous circumstances, I pray you, tell Signior Lucentio that his Father is come from Pifa, and is here at the door to speak with him.
Ped. Thou lieft ; his Father is come to Padua, and here looking out of the window.
Vin. Art thou his Father ?
Ped. Ay, Sir, fo his Mother fays, if I may believe her.
Pet. Why, how now, Gentleman ! why, this is flat knavery to take upon you another man's name.
Ped. Lay hands on the villain. I believe, he means to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance,
Enter Biondello. Bion. I have seen them in the Church together. God fend 'em good shipping! but who is here ? mine old Master Vincentio ? now we are undone, and brought to nothing.
Vin. Come hither, crackhemp. [Seeing Biondello.
Bion. Forgot you ? no, Sir : I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life.
Vin. What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see thy Master's Father Vincentio ? Bion. Whai, my old worshipful old master ?
yes, marry, Sir, see where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is't fo indeed ?
[He beats Biondello. Bion. Help, help, help, here's a madman will mur
Ped. Help, Son ; help, Signior Baptista.
Pet. Pr'ythee, Kate, let's stand afide, and see the end of this controversie.
[They retire. Enter Pedant with Servants, Baptista and Tranio. Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my servant ?
Vin. What am I, Sir ; nay, what are you, Sir ? oh, immortal Gods! oh, fine villain ! a filken doublet, a velvet hose, a scarlet cloak and a copatain hat: oh, I am undone! I am undone ! while I play the good husband at home, my son and my servants spend all at the University.
Tra. How now, what's the matter?
Tra. Sir, you seem a sober ancient Gentleman by your habit, but your words shew a mad-man; why, Sir, what concerns it you, if I wear.pearl and gold ? I thank my good Father, I am able to maintain it.
Vin. Thy Father! oh villain, he is a fail-maker in Bergamo.
Bap. You mistake, Sir, you mistake, Sir; pray, what do you think is his name?
Vin. His name? as if I knew not his name: I have brought him up ever fince he was three years old, and his name is Tranio.
Ped. Away, away, mad ass! his name is Lucentia: and he is mine only son, and heir to the lands of me Signior Vincentio.
Vin. Lucentio! oh, he hath murthered his master ; lay hold of him, I charge you, in the Duke's name.; oh, my son, my on, tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio ?
Tra. Call forth an Officer ; carry this mad knave to the jail ; Father Baptista, I charge you, see, that he be forth-coming.
Vin. Carry me to jail ?
Bap. Talk not, Signior Gremio: I say, he shall go to prison.
Gre. Take heed, Signior Baptifta, left you be conycatch'd in this business ; I dare swear, this is the right Wincentio,
Ped. Swear, if thou dar'ft.
Enter. Lucentio and Bianca. Vin. Thus strangers may be hal'd and abus'd ; oh, monstrous villain !
Bion. Oh, we are spoild, and yonder he is, deny him, forswear him, or else we are all undone.
[Exeunt Biondello, Tranio and Pedant, Luc.. Pardon, sweet Father..
[Kneeling Vin. Lives my sweet fon? Bian. Pardon, dear Father. Bap. How hast thou offended ? where is Lucentio ? Luc. Here's Lucentio, right Son to the right Win.
centio, That have by marriage made thy Daughter mine : While counterfeit supposers bleer'd thine eyne.
Gre. Here's packing with a witness to deceive us all.
Vin: Where is that damn'd Villain Tranio,
Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love
Vini I'll fit the villain's nose, that would have sent me to the jail.
Bap. But do you hear, Sir, have you married my Laughter without asking my good will ?: