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Kath. And I am mean indeed, respecting you.
Pet. To her, Kate !
Hor. To her, widow !
Pet. A hundred marks, my Kate does put her down.
l'et. Spoke like an officer: ha' to thee, lad!
[Drinks to Hortensio.
Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks?
Vin. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awaken'd you?
Bian. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush;
[Exeunt Bianca, Katharina, and Widow.
Tra. O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his greyhound, Which runs himself and catches for his master.
Pet. A good swift simile, but something currish Tra. "Tis well, sir, that you hunted for yourself "Tis thought your deer holds you at a bay.
Bap. O ho, Petruchio! Trania hits you now.
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
To come at first when he doth send for her,
Pet. Twenty crowns!
I'll venture so much of my hawk or hound,
Hor. Who shall begin?
A match! 'tis done.
That will I.
Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.
Bap. Son, I'll be your half, Bianca comes.
How now! what news?
Bian. 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?
Hor. Sirrah Biondello, go and entreat my wife
O, ho entreat her !
Pet. Nay, then she must needs come. Hor. I am afraid, sir, do what you can, yours will not be entreated.
Kath. What is your will, sir, that you send for me?
Now, where's my wife?
Bion. She says you have some goodly jest in hand :
Pet. Worse and worse; she will not come ! O vile,
[Exit Katharina Luc. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Hor. And so it is: I wonder what it bodes.
Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love and quiet life,
Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet
Her new-built virtue and obedience.
A woman moved is like a fountain troubled,
Re-enter KATHARINA, with BIANCA and Widow.
Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh,
Bian. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this? Luc. I would your duty were as foolish too : The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-time. Bian. The more fool you, for laying my duty. Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong
What duty they do owe their lords and husbands.
Wid. Come, come, you're mocking: we will have no telling.
Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her.
Pet. I say she shall: and first begin with her.
Kath. Fie, fie! unknit that threatening unkind brow,
Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe;
My hand is ready; may it do him ease.
Pet. Why, there's a wench!
Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't.
Come on, and kiss me, 180
We three are married, but you two are sped.
[To Luc.] 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the
And, being a winner, God give you good night!
[Exeunt Petruchio and Katharina. Hor. Now, go thy ways; thou hast tamed a curst
Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so.
SCENE: Rousillon; Paris; Florence: Marseilles.
Rousillon. The CoUNT's palace.
Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS of ROUSILLON, HELENA, and LAFEU, all in black.
Count. In delivering my son from me, I bury a second husband.
Ber. And I in going, madam, weep o'er my father's death anew but I must attend his majesty's command, to whom I am now in ward, evermore in subjection.
Laf. You shall find of the king a husband, madam; you, sir, a father: he that so generally is at all times good must of necessity hold his virtue to you; whose worthiness would stir it up where it wanted rather than lack it where there is such abundance.
Count. What hope is there of his majesty's amendment? Laf. He hath abandoned his physicians, madam; under whose practices he hath persecuted time with hope, and finds no other advantage in the process but only the losing of hope by time.
Count. This young gentlewoman_had a father,—O, that "had"! how sad a passage 'tis !-whose skill was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so far, would have