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The Taming of the Shrew Page: 50
Luc. I flie Biondello; but they may chance to neede
thee at home, therefore leaue vs.
Enter.
Biond. Nay faith, Ile see the Church a your backe,
and then come backe to my mistris as soone as I can
Gre. I maruaile Cambio comes not all this while.
Enter Petruchio, Kate, Vincentio, Grumio with Attendants.
Petr. Sir heres the doore, this is Lucentios house,
My Fathers beares more toward the Market-place,
Thither must I, and here I leaue you sir
Vin. You shall not choose but drinke before you go,
I thinke I shall command your welcome here;
And by all likelihood some cheere is toward.
Knock.
Grem. They're busie within, you were best knocke
lowder.
Pedant lookes out of the window.
Ped. What's he that knockes as he would beat downe
the gate?
Vin. Is Signior Lucentio within sir?
Ped. He's within sir, but not to be spoken withall
Vinc. What if a man bring him a hundred pound or
two to make merrie withall
Ped. Keepe your hundred pounds to your selfe, hee
shall neede none so long as I liue
Petr. Nay, I told you your sonne was well beloued in
Padua: doe you heare sir, to leaue friuolous circumstances,
I pray you tell signior Lucentio that his Father is
come from Pisa, and is here at the doore to speake with
him
Ped. Thou liest his Father is come from Padua, and
here looking out at the window
Vin. Art thou his father?
Ped. I sir, so his mother saies, if I may beleeue her
Petr. Why how now gentleman: why this is flat knauerie
to take vpon you another mans name
Peda. Lay hands on the villaine, I beleeue a meanes
to cosen some bodie in this Citie vnder my countenance.
Enter Biondello.
Bio. I haue seene them in the Church together, God
send 'em good shipping: but who is here? mine old Master
Vincentio: now wee are vndone and brought to nothing
Vin. Come hither crackhempe
Bion. I hope I may choose Sir
Vin. Come hither you rogue, what haue you forgot
mee?
Biond. Forgot you, no sir: I could not forget you, for
I neuer saw you before in all my life
Vinc. What, you notorious villaine, didst thou neuer
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