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dowry with this condition--to be whipp'd at the high cross every morning.
Hor. 'Faith, as you say, there's small choice in rotten apples. But, come; since this bar in law makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly maintain'd-till by helping Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband, we set his youngest free for a husband, and then have to't afresh.-Sweet Bianca !-- Happy man be his dole! He that runs fastest, gets the ring. How say you, signior Gremio ?
142 Gre. I am agreed : and 'would I had given him the best horse in Padua to begin his wooing, that would thoroughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, and rid the house of her. Come on.
[Exeunt Gremio, and HORTENSIO.
Manent TRANIO, and Lucentio.
Luc. Oh, Tranio, 'till I found it to be true,
Tra. Master, it is no time to chide you now; 169
Luc. Gramercies, lad; go forward : this contents;
Tra. Master, you look’d. so longly on the maid,
Luc. O yes, I saw sweet beauty in her face,
Luc. Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move,
But art thou not advis'd, he took some care
Tra. Ah, marry, am I, sir; and now 'tis plotted.
Luc. Tell me thine first.
Tra. You will be school-master,
Luc. It is: May it be done?
Tra. Not possible; For who shall bear your part,
Luc. Basta ; content thee; for I have it full.
Tra. So had you need. [They exchange Habits. In brief, sir, sith it your pleasure is, And I am ty'd to be obedient
(For so your father charg'd me at our parting;
Luc. Tranio, be so, because Lucentio loves :
Here comes the rogue. Sirrah, where have you
clothes? Or you stoln his? or both i pray, what's the news ?
Luc. Sirrah, come hither; 'tis no time to jest,
Bion. Ay, sir, ne'er a whit.
Luc. And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth ; 240
Tra. So would 1, 'faith boy, to have the next wish
afterThat Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest
daughter. But, sirrah-not for my sake, but your master's—I
advise You use your manners discreetly in all kind of com
panies: When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio; But in all places else, your master Lucentio.
Luc. Tranio, let's go:One thing more rests, that thyself execute; 250 To make one among these wooers: If thou ask me
why Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and weighty.
[Exeunt, 1 Man. My lord you nod; you do not mind the play. : Sly. Yes, by saint Anne, do 1. A good matter, surely ; Comes there any more of it ?
Page. My lord, 'tis but begun.
Sly. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam lady; 'Would, it were done!
Before HORTENSIO's House in Padua. Enter PETRU.
CHIO, and GRUMIO.