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Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readiest way To the house of signior Baptista Minola?
Gre. He that has the two fair daughters:-is't [Aside to Tranio.] he
Tra. Even he. Biondello!
to do? Pet. Not her that chides, sir, at any hand, I
pray. Tra. I love no chiders, sir:-Biondello, let's away. Luc. Well begun, Tranio.
[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?
Tra. Why, sir, I pray, are not the streets as free For me, as for you? Gre.
But so is not she. Tra. For what reason, I beseech you?
Gre. For this reason, if you'll know,That she's the choice love of signior Gremio. Hor. That she's the chosen of signior Horten
sio. Tra. Softly, my masters! if you
be gentlemen, Do me this right,-hear me with patience. Baptista is a noble gentleman, To whom my father is not all unknown; And, were his daughter fairer than she is, She may more suitors have, and me for one. Fair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers;
Then well one more may fair Bianca have:
Gre. What! this gentleman will out-talk us all.
jade. Pet. Hortensio, to what end are all these words?
Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as to ask you, Did
you yet ever see Baptista's daughter? Tra. No, sir; but hear I do, that he hath two; The one as famous for a scolding tongue, As is the other for beauteous niodesty.
Pet. Sir, sir, the first's for me; let her go by.
Gre. Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules; And let it be more than Alcides' twelve.
Pet. Sir, understand you this of me, insooth;The youngest daughter, whom you hearken for,
younger then is free, and not before.
Hor. Sir, you say well, and well you do conceive; And since you do profess to be a suitor, You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman, To whom we all rest generally beholden.
Tra. Sir, I shall not be slack: in sign whereof,
Please ye we may contrive this afternoon,
begone. Hor. The motion's good indeed, and be it so;Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto. [Exeunt.
THE SAME. À ROOM IN BAPTISTA'S HOUSE.
Enter Katharina and Bianca.
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 Whom thou lov'st best: see thou dissemble not.
Bian. Believe me, sister, of all the men alive,
other. Kath. Minion, thou liest; Is't not Hortensio?
Bian. If you affect him, sister, here I swear, I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him.
Kath. O then, belike, you fancy riches more; You will have Gremio to keep you fair. Bian. Is it for him
envy me so?
Enter Baptista. Bap. Why, how now, dame! whence grows this
insolence? Bianca, stand aside;—poor girl! she weeps :Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her.For shame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit, Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee? When did she cross thee with a bitter word? Kath. Her silence flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd.
[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 bare-foot on her wedding-day, And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell. Talk not to me; I will
go Till I can find occasion of revenge.
[Exit Katherina. Bap. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I? But who comes here?
sit and weep,
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, neighbour Baptista.
Bap. Good-morrow, neighbour Gremio: God save you, gentlemen! Pet. And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a
daughter Call’d Katharina, fair, and virtuous ?