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Gru. I cannot tell, L fear, 'tis cholerick.
mustard, Or else you get no beef of Grumio.
Kath. Then both, or one, or any thing thou wilt.
Enter PETRUCHI0, with a dish of meat; and
P'ct. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting, all
Pet. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon me.
[ Sets the dish on a table.
Kath. 'Pray you, let it stand.
Pet. The poorest service is repaid with thanks; And so shall mine, before you louch the meat.
Kath. I thank you, Sir.
Hor. Siznior Petruchio, fie! you are to blame: Come,
Mistress Kate, I'll bear yoil company. Pet. Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lov’st me.
(Aside. Much good do it into thy gentle heart! Kate, eat apace: And now, my honey love, Will we return iınto thy father's house; And revel it as bravely as the best, With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings, With ruffs and cuffs, and farthigales, aud things; With scarfs, and fans, and double change of bravery, With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery. What, hast thou din'd? The tailor stays thy leisure, To deck thy body with his ruffling treasure.
Enter Haberdasher. Lay forth the gown. What news with you, Sir ? Hab. Here is the cap your Worship did bespeak. Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer; A velvet dish; fic, fie! 'uis lewd and filthy: Why, 'tis a, cockle, or a walmuishell, A knack, a toy", a trick, a baby's cap; Away with it, coine, let me have a bigger.
Kath. I'll have no bigger; this doth fit the time, And gentlewomen wear such caps as these.
Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, And not till then. Hor. That will not be in haste.,
[Aside. Kath. Why, Sir, I trust, I may have leave to speak; And spcak I will; I am no child, no babe: Your berters have endur'd me say my mind; Aud, if you canthot, best you stop your ears. My longue will tell the anger of my heart;
Or clse my heart, concealing it, will brcak:
Pet. Why, thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap,
Kath. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap;
Pet. Thý gówn? why, ay: Comc, tailor, let us sce't.
Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash,
[-Aside Tai. You bid me make it orderly and well, According to the fashion, and the time.
Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be remeinber'd,
Kath. I never saw a better-fashion'd gnwn,
Pet. Why, true; he means to make a parpet of thec..
Tai. She says, your Worship means 10 make a puppet of ler.
Pet. O monstrous arrogance! Thớu liest, thon thread, Thou thimble; Thou yard, three-quarters, halfeyard, quarter, nail, Thou flea, thou nit, thon winter cricket thou: Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of thread! Away, thon rag, thou quintity, thon temnant; ?
Or I shall so be- mete thee with thy yard,
Tai. Your Worship is deceiv'd; the gown is made
Gru. I gave him no order, I gave him the stuff.
Gru. Face not me: thou hast brav'd many men; brave not me; I will neither be faced nor braved. I say unto thee, I bid thy master cut out the gowil; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces: ergo,
thoil liest. Tai. Why, here is the note of the fashion to
testify. Pet. Lead it. Gru. The note lies in his throat, if he say I said so. Tai. Imprimis, a loose-bodied goyn:
Gru. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied gown, sew me in the skirts of it, and beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread: I said, a gown.
Gru. Error i'the bill, Sir; error i'the bill, I com. manded the sleeves should be cut out, and sowed up again; and that I'll prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble..
Tai. This is true, that I say; an I had theę in place where, thou should'st know it.
Gru. I am for thee straight: take' thou the bill, 'give me thy mete - yard, and spare not me. Hor. God-a-mercy, Grumio! phen he shall have.
110 odds. Pet. Well, Sir, in brief, the gown is not for me. Gru. You are i'the right, Sir; 'tis for my
mistress, Pet. Go, take it up into thy master's use!
Gru. Villkin, not for thy life: Take up my mistress' gown for thy master's use!
Pet. Why, Sir, what's your conceit in that?
Gru: 0, Sir, the conceitis decper than you think for:
(Aside. Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more.
Hor. Tailor, I'll pay thee forthy gown to.morrow.
(Exit Tailor. Pet. Well, come, my Kate; we will into your