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PET RUCHIO

Why sir, what’s your conceit in that?

GRUMIO

O sir, the conceit is deeper than you think for. Take up my mistress’ gown
to his master’s use! O fie, fie, fie!

PET RUCHIO

[Aside.]
Hortensio, say thou wilt see the tailor paid. - [160]
Go take it hence, be gone, and say no more.

HORT ENSIO

[Aside.]
Tailor, I’ll pay thee for thy gown tomorrow.
Take no unkindness of his hasty words.
Away, I say, commend me to thy master.

Exit Tailor.

PET RUCHIO

Well, come, my Kate, we will unto your father’s [165]
Even in these honest mean habiliments.
Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor,
For ’tis the mind that makes the body rich,
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit. [170]
What, is the jay more precious than the lark
Because his feathers are more beautiful?
Or is the adder better than the eel
Because his painted skin contents the eye?
O no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse [175]
For this poor furniture and mean array.
If thou account’st it shame, lay it on me.
And therefore frolic. We will hence forthwith,
To feast and sport us at thy father’s house.
[To Grumio.] Go call my men, and let us straight to him; [180]
And bring our horses unto Long-lane end,
There will we mount, and thither walk on foot.
Let’s see, I think ’tis now some seven o’clock,
And well we may come there by dinner-time.