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Enter TRANIO, bravely apparelled ; and BIONDELLO.
Tra. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be bold,
Bion. He that has the two fair daughters ;-is't [Aside to TRANIO.] he you mean?
Tra. Even he, Biondello.
[Aside. Hor. Sir, a word ere you go.— Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, yea or no ?
Tra. An if I be, sir, is it any offence ?
But so is not she.
Hor. That she's the chosen of seignior Hortensio.
Tra. Softly, my masters! If you be gentlemen,
Gre. What! This gentleman will out-talk us all.
Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as ask you,
Tra. No, sir; but hear I do that he hath two;
Pet. Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go by.
Gre. Yea, leave that labor to great Hercules ; And let it be more than Alcides' twelve.
Pet. Sir, understand you this of me, in sooth ;-
Tra. If it be so, sir, that you are the man
Hor. Sir, you say well, and well do you conceive;
Tra. Sir, I shall not be slaek: in sign whereof,
Gre. Bion. O excellent motion! Fellows, let's begone.
Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so ;Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto.
SCENE I. The same.
A Room in Baptista's House.
Enter KATHARINA and BIANCA. Bian. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong yourself, To make a bondmaid and a slave of me; That I disdain : but for these other gawds, Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself, Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat; Or, what you will command me, will I do, So well I know my duty to my elders.
Kath. Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell
Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive,
Kath. Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio ?
Bian. If you affect him, sister, here I swear,
Kath. O then, belike, you fancy riches more;
Bian. Is it for him you do envy me so ?
[Strikes her. Enter BAPTISTA. Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this inso
[Flies after BIANCA. Bap. What, in my sight! - Bianca, get thee in.
[Exit BIANCA. Kath. Will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see She is your treasure; she must have a husband; I must dance barefoot on her wedding-day, And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell. Talk not to me; I will go sit and weep, Till I can find occasion of revenge. [Exit KATHARINA.
Bap. Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I? But who comes here? Enter GREMIO, with LUCENTIO in the habit of a mean man ;
PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO as a Musician; and TRANIO, with BIONDELLO bearing a lute and books. Gre. Good-morrow, neighbor Baptista. I
Bap. Good-morrow, neighbor Gremio. God save you, gentlemen!
Pet. And you, good sir' Pray, have you not a daughter Called Katharina, fair and virtuous ?
Bap. I have a daughter, sir, called Katharina.
Pet. You wrong me, seignior Gremio; give me leave.
Her affability, and bashful modesty,
Bap. You're welcome, sir; and he, for your good sake. But for my daughter Katharine, — this I know, She is not for your turn, the more my grief.
Pet. I see you do not mean to part with her; Or else you like not of my company.
Bap. Mistake me not; I speak but as I find. Whence are you, sir ? What may I call your name?
Pet. Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son, A man well known throughout all Italy.
Bap. I know him well; you are welcome for his sake.
Gre. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, Let us, that are poor petitioners, speak too. Baccare! you are marvellous forward. Pet. 0, pardon me, seignior Gremio; I would fain be
doing. Gre. I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your wooing.Neighbor, this is a gift very grateful, I am sure of it. To express the like kindness myself, that have been more kindly beholden to you than any, Í freely give unto you this young scholar, [Presenting LUCENTIO.] that hath been long studying at Rheims; as cunning in Greek, Latin, and other languages, as the other in music and mathematics. His name is Cambio; pray, accept his service.
Bap. A thousand thanks, seignior Gremio; welcome, good Cambio. — But, gentle sir, [To TRANIO.] methinks you walk like a stranger. May I be so bold to know the cause of your coming ?
Tra. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own;
Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me,
Bap. Lucentio is your name? Of whence, I pray ?
Bap. A mighty man of Pisa, by report I know him well: you are very welcome, sir.Take you [To Hor.s the lute, and you [To Luc.] the set of
books; You shall go see your pupils presently. Holla, within!
Enter a Servant.
Pet. Seignior Baptista, my business asketh haste,
Bap. After my death, the one half of my lands;
Pet. And for that dowry, I'll assure her of
Bap. Ay, when the special thing is well obtained;
Pet. Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father, I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;