ACT V.
1. SCENE I. Padua. Before LUCENTIO'S house.
(continued)
PEDANT.
Thou liest: his father is come from Padua, and here looking
out at the window.
VINCENTIO.
Art thou his father?
PEDANT.
Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I may believe her.
PETRUCHIO.
[To VINCENTIO] Why, how now, gentleman! why, this is flat
knavery to take upon you another man'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.
I have seen them in the church together: God send 'em
good shipping! But who is here? Mine old master, Vincentio! Now
we are undone and brought to nothing.
VINCENTIO.
[Seeing BIONDELLO.] Come hither, crack-hemp.
BIONDELLO.
I hope I may choose, sir.
VINCENTIO.
Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot me?
BIONDELLO.
Forgot you! No, sir: I could not forget you, for I never
saw you before in all my life.
VINCENTIO.
What, you notorious villain! didst thou never see thy
master's father, Vincentio?
BIONDELLO.
What, my old worshipful old master? Yes, marry, sir; see
where he looks out of the window.
VINCENTIO.
Is't so, indeed?
[He beats BIONDELLO.]
BIONDELLO.
Help, help, help! here's a madman will murder me.
[Exit.]
PEDANT.
Help, son! help, Signior Baptista!
[Exit from the window.]
PETRUCHIO.
Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside and see the end of this
controversy.
[They retire.]
[Re-enter PEDANT below; BAPTISTA, TRANIO, and SERVANTS.]
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