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Vin. Fear not, Baptisia, we will content you, go to : but I will in, to be reveng'd on this villain. (Exit. Bap. And I, to found the depth of this knavery.
[Exit. Luc. Look not pale, Bianca, thy Father will not frown.
[Exeunt. Gre. My cake is dough, but I'll in among the reft, Out of hope of all, but my share of the feast. [Exit.
[Petruchio and Catharina, advancing. Cath. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado.
Pet. First kiss me, Kate, and we will.
away. Path. 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. [Excurt.
SCENE changes to Lucentio's Apartments. Enter Baptista, Vincentio, Gremio, Pedant, Lucentio, Bianca, Tranio, Biondello, Petruchio, Catharina, Grumio, Hortensio, and Widow. Tranio's
servants bringing in a banquet. Luc. T last, tho' long, our jarring notes agree;
And time it is, when raging war is done,
Pet. Nothing but fit and fit, and eat and eat!
sense: I mean, Hortenfio is afeard of you. Wid. He, that is giddy, thinks, the world turns
round. Pet. Roundly replied. Cath. Mistress, how mean you that ? Wid. Thus I conceive by him. Pet. Conceives by me, how iikes Hortenso that? Hor. My widow fays, thus she conceives her tale. Pet. Very well mended ; kiss him for that, good
Widow. Cath. 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,
Cath. A very mean meaning.
[Drinks to Hortensio. Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks ? Gre. Believe me, Sir, they buit heads 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 fleep
again. Pet. Nay, that thou shalt not, fince you have be
Have at you for a better jest or two.
bush : And then pursue me, as you
bow. You are welcome all.
[Exeunt Bianca, Catharine, and Widow. Pet. She hath prevented me. Here, Signior Trania, This bird
aim'd at, tho’you hit it not ; Therefore, a health to all that shot and miss'd.
Tra. Oh, Sir, Lucentio flip'd me like his grey-hound, Which runs himself, and catches for his master.
Pet. A good swift Simile, but something currise.
Tra. 'Tis well, Sir, that you hunted for your self: 'Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay.
Bap. Oh, oh, Petrucbio, Tranio hits you now.
Pet. He 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,
Hor. Content ; what wager?
Pet. Twenty crowns !
hawk or hound, But twenty times so much upon my Wife.
Luc. A hundred then.
Go, Biondello, bid your Mistress come to me.
Bion. I go.
How now, what news?
Pet. I hope better.
Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go and intreat my wife to come to me forthwith.
[Exit Biondello. Per. Oh, ho! intreat her! nay, then she needs muft
Hor. I am afraid, Sir,
wife? Bion. She says, 'you have some goodly jest in hand ; She will not come : le bids you came to her.
Pet. Worse and worse, she will not come!
Pet. Go fetch them hither ; if they deny to come, Swinge me them foundly forth unto their husbands : Away, I fay, and bring them hither straight.
[Exit Catharina. Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Har. And so it is: I wonder, what it boads.
Pet. Marry, peace it boads, and love, and quiet life, And awful rule, and right supremacy : And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy.
Bap. Now fair befal thee, good Petruchio!
thou hast won ; and I will add
Pet. Nay, I will win my wager
Enter Catharina, Bianca and Widow.
(She pulls off her cap, and throws it down Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to figh, 'Till I be brought to such a filly pafs.
Bian. Fie, what a foolish duty call you this ?
Luc. I would, your duty were as foolish too!
Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty.