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CURTIS . Is she so hot a shrew as she ' s reported ?
GRUMIO . She was , good Curtis , before this frost ; but thou knowest winter tames man , woman , and beast ; for it hath tamed my old master , and my new mistress , and myself , fellow Curtis .
CURTIS . Away , you three-inch fool ! I am no beast .
GRUMIO . Am I but three inches ? Why , thy horn is a foot ; and so long am I at the least . But wilt thou make a fire , or shall I complain on thee to our mistress , whose hand , --she being now at hand , -- thou shalt soon feel , to thy cold comfort , for being slow in thy hot office ?
CURTIS . I prithee , good Grumio , tell me , how goes the world ?
GRUMIO . A cold world , Curtis , in every office but thine ; and therefore fire . Do thy duty , and have thy duty , for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death .
CURTIS . There ' s fire ready ; and therefore , good Grumio , the news ? GRUMIO . Why , ' Jack boy ! ho , boy !' and as much news as thou wilt . CURTIS . Come , you are so full of cony-catching .
GRUMIO . Why , therefore , fire ; for I have caught extreme cold . Where ' s the cook ? Is supper ready , the house trimmed , rushes strewed , cobwebs swept , the serving-men in their new fustian , their white stockings , and every officer his wedding-garment on ? Be the Jacks fair within , the Jills fair without , and carpets laid , and everything in order ?
CURTIS . All ready ; and therefore , I pray thee , news ? GRUMIO . First , know my horse is tired ; my master and mistress fallen out . CURTIS . How ?