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Act 4, Scene 4

[Enter TRANIO, and the Pedant dressed like VINCENTIO]

TRANIO: Sir, this is the house: please it you that I call?

Pedant: Ay, what else? and but I be deceived
Signior Baptista may remember me,
Near twenty years ago, in Genoa,
Where we were lodgers at the Pegasus.     [5]

TRANIO: 'Tis well; and hold your own, in any case,
With such austerity as 'longeth to a father.

Pedant: I warrant you.


But, sir, here comes your boy;
'Twere good he were school'd.     [10]

TRANIO: Fear you not him. Sirrah Biondello,
Now do your duty throughly, I advise you:
Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.

BIONDELLO: Tut, fear not me.

TRANIO: But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista?     [15]

BIONDELLO: I told him that your father was at Venice,
And that you look'd for him this day in Padua.

TRANIO: Thou'rt a tall fellow: hold thee that to drink.
Here comes Baptista: set your countenance, sir.


Signior Baptista, you are happily met.     [20]

[To the Pedant]

Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of:
I pray you stand good father to me now,
Give me Bianca for my patrimony.

Pedant: Soft son!
Sir, by your leave: having come to Padua     [25]
To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio
Made me acquainted with a weighty cause
Of love between your daughter and himself:
And, for the good report I hear of you
And for the love he beareth to your daughter     [30]
And she to him, to stay him not too long,
I am content, in a good father's care,
To have him match'd; and if you please to like
No worse than I, upon some agreement
Me shall you find ready and willing     [35]
With one consent to have her so bestow'd;
For curious I cannot be with you,
Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well.

BAPTISTA: Sir, pardon me in what I have to say:
Your plainness and your shortness please me well.     [40]
Right true it is, your son Lucentio here
Doth love my daughter and she loveth him,
Or both dissemble deeply their affections:
And therefore, if you say no more than this,
That like a father you will deal with him     [45]
And pass my daughter a sufficient dower,
The match is made, and all is done:
Your son shall have my daughter with consent.

TRANIO: I thank you, sir. Where then do you know best
We be affied and such assurance ta'en     [50]
As shall with either part's agreement stand?

BAPTISTA: Not in my house, Lucentio; for, you know,
Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants:
Besides, old Gremio is hearkening still;
And happily we might be interrupted.     [55]

TRANIO: Then at my lodging, an it like you:
There doth my father lie; and there, this night,
We'll pass the business privately and well.
Send for your daughter by your servant here:
My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently.     [60]
The worst is this, that, at so slender warning,
You are like to have a thin and slender pittance.

BAPTISTA: It likes me well. Biondello, hie you home,
And bid Bianca make her ready straight;
And, if you will, tell what hath happened,     [65]
Lucentio's father is arrived in Padua,
And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife.

BIONDELLO: I pray the gods she may with all my heart!

TRANIO: Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone.


Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way?     [70]
Welcome! one mess is like to be your cheer:
Come, sir; we will better it in Pisa.

BAPTISTA: I follow you.

[Exeunt TRANIO, Pedant, and BAPTISTA]

[Re-enter BIONDELLO]


LUCENTIO: What sayest thou, Biondello?     [75]

BIONDELLO: You saw my master wink and laugh upon you?

LUCENTIO: Biondello, what of that?

BIONDELLO: Faith, nothing; but has left me here behind, to
expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens.

LUCENTIO: I pray thee, moralize them.     [80]

BIONDELLO: Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the
deceiving father of a deceitful son.

LUCENTIO: And what of him?

BIONDELLO: His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper.

LUCENTIO: And then?     [85]

BIONDELLO: The old priest of Saint Luke's church is at your
command at all hours.

LUCENTIO: And what of all this?

BIONDELLO: I cannot tell; expect they are busied about a
counterfeit assurance: take you assurance of her,     [90]
'cum privilegio ad imprimendum solum:' to the
church; take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient
honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for,
I have no more to say, But bid Bianca farewell for
ever and a day.     [95]

LUCENTIO: Hearest thou, Biondello?

BIONDELLO: I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an
afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to
stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir: and so, adieu,
sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint     [100]
Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against
you come with your appendix.


LUCENTIO: I may, and will, if she be so contented:
She will be pleased; then wherefore should I doubt?
Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her:     [105]
It shall go hard if Cambio go without her.


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