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    Act 4, Scene II - Page 2

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    TRANIO
    Ay, and he'll tame her.

    BIANCA
    He says so, Tranio.

    TRANIO
    Faith, he is gone unto the taming-school.

    BIANCA
    The taming-school! what, is there such a place?

    TRANIO
    Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master;
    That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long,
    To tame a shrew and charm her chattering tongue.

    Enter BIONDELLO

    BIONDELLO
    O master, master, I have watch'd so long
    That I am dog-weary: but at last I spied
    An ancient angel coming down the hill,
    Will serve the turn.

    TRANIO
    What is he, Biondello?

    BIONDELLO
    Master, a mercatante, or a pedant,
    I know not what; but format in apparel,
    In gait and countenance surely like a father.

    LUCENTIO
    And what of him, Tranio?

    TRANIO
    If he be credulous and trust my tale,
    I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio,
    And give assurance to Baptista Minola,
    As if he were the right Vincentio
    Take in your love, and then let me alone.

    Exeunt LUCENTIO and BIANCA

    Enter a Pedant

    Pedant
    God save you, sir!

    TRANIO
    And you, sir! you are welcome.
    Travel you far on, or are you at the farthest?

    Pedant
    Sir, at the farthest for a week or two:
    But then up farther, and as for as Rome;
    And so to Tripoli, if God lend me life.

    TRANIO
    What countryman, I pray?

    Pedant
    Of Mantua.

    TRANIO
    Of Mantua, sir? marry, God forbid!
    And come to Padua, careless of your life?

    Pedant
    My life, sir! how, I pray? for that goes hard.

    TRANIO
    'Tis death for any one in Mantua
    To come to Padua. Know you not the cause?
    Your ships are stay'd at Venice, and the duke,
    For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him,
    Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly:
    'Tis, marvel, but that you are but newly come,
    You might have heard it else proclaim'd about.

    Pedant
    Alas! sir, it is worse for me than so;
    For I have bills for money by exchange
    From Florence and must here deliver them.

    TRANIO
    Well, sir, to do you courtesy,
    This will I do, and this I will advise you:
    First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa?

    Pedant
    Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been,

    Pisa renowned for grave citizens.

    TRANIO
    Among them know you one Vincentio?

    Pedant
    I know him not, but I have heard of him;
    A merchant of incomparable wealth.

    TRANIO
    He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say,
    In countenance somewhat doth resemble you.

    BIONDELLO
    [Aside] As much as an apple doth an oyster,
    and all one.

    TRANIO
    To save your life in this extremity,
    This favour will I do you for his sake;
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