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NATHANIEL . All things is ready . How near is our master ?
GRUMIO . E ' en at hand , alighted by this ; and therefore be not , -- Cock ' s passion , silence ! I hear my master .
[ Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHERINA .]
PETRUCHIO . Where be these knaves ? What ! no man at door To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse ? Where is Nathaniel , Gregory , Philip ? --
ALL SERVANTS . Here , here , sir ; here , sir .
PETRUCHIO . Here , sir ! here , sir ! here , sir ! here , sir ! You logger-headed and unpolish ' d grooms ! What , no attendance ? no regard ? no duty ? Where is the foolish knave I sent before ?
GRUMIO . Here , sir ; as foolish as I was before .
PETRUCHIO . You peasant swain ! you whoreson malt-horse drudge ! Did I not bid thee meet me in the park , And bring along these rascal knaves with thee ?
GRUMIO . Nathaniel ' s coat , sir , was not fully made , And Gabriel ' s pumps were all unpink ' d i ' the heel ; There was no link to colour Peter ' s hat , And Walter ' s dagger was not come from sheathing ; There was none fine but Adam , Ralph , and Gregory ; The rest were ragged , old , and beggarly ; Yet , as they are , here are they come to meet you .
PETRUCHIO . Go , rascals , go and fetch my supper in . [ Exeunt some of the SERVANTS .]
Where is the life that late I led ? Where are those-- ? Sit down , Kate , and welcome . Soud , soud , soud , soud !