Scene 12
Padua. Before LUCENTIO'S house
Enter BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and BIANCA; GREMIO is out before
BIONDELLO. Softly and swiftly, sir, for the priest is ready.
LUCENTIO. I fly, Biondello; but they may chance to need thee at
home, therefore leave us.
BIONDELLO. Nay, faith, I'll see the church a your back, and
then come back to my master's as soon as I can.
Exit LUCENTIO, BIANCA, and BIONDELLO
GREMIO. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while.
Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHERINA, VINCENTIA, GRUMIO,
PETRUCHIO. Here's the door; this is Lucentio's house;
My father's bears more toward the market-place;
Thither must I, and here I leave you.
VINCENTIA. You shall not choose but drink before you go;
I think I shall command your welcome here,
And by all likelihood some cheer is toward.
She knocks.
GREMIO. They're busy within; you were best knock louder.
PEDANT looks out of the window.
PEDANT. What's he that knocks as he would beat down the gate?
VINCENTIA. Is Signior Lucentio within, sir?
PEDANT. He's within, sir, but not to be spoken withal.
VINCENTIA. What if I bring him a hundred pound or two to
make merry withal?
PEDANT. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself; he shall need
none so long as I live.
PETRUCHIO. Nay, I told you your son was well beloved in Padua.
I pray you tell Signior Lucentio that his mother is come from Pisa, and is
Here at the door to speak with him.
PEDANT. Thou liest: his mother is come from Padua, and here
Looking out at the window.
VINCENTIA. Art thou his mother?
PEDANT. Ay.
PETRUCHIO. [To VINCENTIA] Why, how now, gentlewoman!
Why, this is flat knavery to take upon you another woman's
name.
PEDANT. Lay hands on the villain; I believe 'a means to cozen
somebody in this city under my countenance.
Re-enter BIONDELLO
BIONDELLO. Mine old master, Vicentia!
VINCENTIOA [Seeing BIONDELLO]
Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot me?
BIONDELLO. Forgot you! No. I could not forget you, for I
Never saw you before in all my life.
VINCENTIA. What, you notorious villain, didst thou never see
thy master's mother, Vincentia?
BIONDELLO. What, my old worshipful old master? Yes, marry, sir;
see where she looks out of the window.
VINCENTIO. Is't so, indeed?
She beats BIONDELLO
BIONDELLO. Help, help, help! Here's a madwoman will murder me.
Exit BIONDELLO
PEDANT. Help, son! help, Signior Baptista!
Exit from above
TRANIO and BAPTISTA enter SR.
PETRUCHIO. Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the end of
this controversy.
PEDANT enters SR.
TRANIO. Woman, what are you that offer to beat my servant?
VINCENTIO. What am I, sir? Nay, what are you, sir? O immortal
gods! I am undone! I am undone!
TRANIO. How now!
BAPTISTA. What, is the woman lunatic?
TRANIO. Poor old madwoman, blessed am I, my mother still has wits and fortune.
VINCENTIO. Thy mother! She is married a sailmaker in Bergamo.
BAPTISTA. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir. Pray, what do you
think is his name?
VINCENTIO. His name! As if I knew not his name! I have brought
Him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is Tranio.
PEDANT. Away, away, mad ass! His name is Lucentio; and he is
Mine only son, and heir to the lands of me, Signiora Vicentia.
VINCENTIA. Lucentio! O, he hath murd'red his master! Lay hold
onhim, I charge you, in the Duke's name
TRANIO. Call forth an officer. Carry this mad woman to prison.
GREMIO. She shall not go to prison.
BAPTISTA. Talk not, Signior Gremio; I say she shall go to
prison.
GREMIO. Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be catch'd
In this business; I dare swear this is the right Vincentia.
PEDANT. Swear if thou dar'st.
GREMIO. Nay, I dare not swear it.
TRANIO. Then thou wert best say that I am not Lucentio.
GREMIO. Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio.
BAPTISTA. Away with the dotard; to the prison with her!
VINCENTIO. Thus strangers may be hal'd and abus'd.
Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO and BIANCA
BIONDELLO. O, we are spoil'd; and yonder she is! Deny her,
forswear her, or else we are all undone.
Exit BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and PEDANT, as fast as may be
LUCENTIO. [Kneeling] Pardon, sweet mother.
VINCENTIA. Lives my sweet son?
BIANCA. Pardon, dear father.
BAPTISTA. How hast thou offended?
Where is Lucentio?
LUCENTIO. Here's Lucentio,
Right son to the right Vincentia,
That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,
While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine eyne.
VINCENTIA. Where is that damned villain, Tranio?
BAPTISTA. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
BIANCA. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio.
LUCENTIO. Love wrought these miracles.
What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to;
Then pardon him, sweet mother, for my sake.
VINCENTIO. I'll slit the villain's nose that would have sent me
to the prison.
BAPTISTA. [To LUCENTIO] But do you hear, sir? Have you
married my daughter without asking my good will?
VINCENTIA. Fear not, Baptista; we will content you.
LUCENTIO, BIANCA, BAPTISTA, VINCENTIA Exit HALL.
GREMIO. My cake is dough.
Exit
KATHERINA. Husband, let's follow to see the end of this ado.
PETRUCHIO. First kiss me, Kate, and we will.
KATHERINA. What, in the midst of the street?
PETRUCHIO. What, art thou asham'd of me?
KATHERINA. No, sir; God forbid; but asham'd to kiss.
PETRUCHIO. Why, then, let's home again. Come, sirrah, let's
away.
KATHERINA. Nay, I will give thee a kiss; now pray thee, love,
stay.
HORTENSIO and GRUMIO step in front of PET and KATE to cover their kiss.
PETRUCHIO. Is not this well? Come, my sweet Kate:
Better once than never, for never too late.
Exit HALL.
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