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And wander we to fee thy honeft Son,
Vin. But is this true, or is it elfe your pleasure,
Hor. I do affure thee, Father, fo it is.
Pet. Come, go along, and fee the truth hereof: For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. [Exeunt Pet. Cath. and Vin.
Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow, and if fhe be froward,
Then haft thou taught Hortenfio to be untoward. [Exit.
ACT V. SCENE I.
Before Lucentio's Houfe.
Enter Biondello, Lucentio and Bianca, Gremio walking on one fide.
OFTLY and fwiftly, Sir, for the Priest is ready: Luc. I fly, Biondello; but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us.
Bion. Nay, faith, I'll fee the church o' your back, 3 and then come back to my mafter as foon as I can.
[Exeunt. Gre. I marvel, Cambio comes not all this while.
Enter Petruchio, 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 you, Sir.
Vin. You fhall not chufe but drink before you go; I think, I fhall command your welcome here; And by all likelihood fome cheer is toward. [Knocks. Gre. They're bufy within, you were beft knock [Pedant looks out of the window. Ped. What's he, that knocks as he would beat down the gate?
Vin. Is Signior Lucentio within, Sir?
Ped. He's within, Sir, but not to be spoken withal. Vin. What, if a man bring him a hundred pound or two, to make merry withal?
Ped. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself, he shall need none as long as I live.
Pet. Nay, I told you, your fon was belov'd in Pa- dua. Do you hear, Sir? to leave frivolous circumftances, 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.
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 fomebody in this city under my countenance.
Bion. I have seen them in the church together. God fend 'em good shipping! but who is here? mine old Mafter Vincentio? now we are undone, and brought to nothing.
Vin. Come hither, crackhemp. [Seeing Biondello. Bion. I hope, I may chufe, Sir.
Vin. Come hither, you rogue; forgot me?
what, have you
Bion. Forgot you? no, Sir: I could not forget you, for I never faw you before in all my life.
Vin. What, you notorious villain, didft thou neyer fee thy Mafter's Father Vincentio ?
Bion. What, my old worshipful old mafter? yes, marry, Sir, fee where he looks out of the window. Vin. Is't fo indeed? [He beats Biondello.
Bion. Help, help, help, here's a madman will murder me.
Ped. Help, fon; help, Signior Baptifta.
Pet. Pry'thee, Kate, let's ftand afide, and fee the end of this controversy. [They retire.
Enter Pedant with Servants, Baptista and Tranio.
Tra. Sir, what are you, that offer to beat my fer
Vin. What am I, Sir; nay, what are you, Sir? oh, immortal Gods! oh, fine villain! a filken doublet, a velvet hofè, a scarlet cloak and a copatain hat: oh, I am undone! I am undone! while I play the good husband at home, my fon and my fervants spend all at the University.
* A copatain hat, is, I believe, as was anciently worn by well a hat with a conical crown, fuch dressed men,
Tra. How now, what's the matter?
Bap. What, is this man lunatick?
Tra. Sir, you feem a fober ancient Gentleman by your habit, but your words fhew 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 afs! his name is Lucentio : and he is mine only fon, and heir to the lands of mẹ Signior Vincentio.
Vin. Lucentio! oh, he hath murdered his master; lay hold of him, I charge you, in the Duke's name; oh, my fon, my fon, tell me, thou villain, where is my fon Lucentio ?
Tra. Call forth an officer; carry this mad knave to the jail; Father Baptifta, I charge you, fee, that he be forth-coming.
Vin. Carry me to jail?
Gre. Stay, Officer, he fhall not go to prifon.
Bap. Talk not, Signior Gremio: I say, he fhall go to prison.
Gre. Take heed, Signior Baptifta, left you be conycatch'd in this bufinefs; I dare fwear, this is the right Vincentio.
Ped. Swear, if thou dar'ft.
Gre. Nay, I dare not fwear it.
Tra. Then thou wert beft fay, that I am not Lu
Gre. Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio.
Enter Lucentio and Bianca.
Vin. Thus ftrangers may be hal'd and abus'd; oh, monftrous villain!
Bion. Oh, we are spoil'd, and yonder he is, deny him, forfwear him, or else we are all undone.
[Exeunt Biondello, Tranio, and Pedant.
Luc. Pardon, fweet Father.
Vin. Lives my sweet fon?
Bian. Pardon, dear Father.
Bap. How haft thou offended? where is Lucentio ? Luc. Here's Lucentio, right fon to the right Vin
That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,
Luc. Love wrought these miracles. Bianca's love
Unto the wifhed haven of my blifs;
What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to;
Vin. I'll fit the villain's nofe, that would have fent
me to the jail.-`
Bap. But do you hear, Sir, have Daughter without asking my good will?
Vin. Fear not, Baptifta, we will content you, go to:
but I will in, to be revenged on this villain.