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KATHERINA. I thank you, sir.
HORTENSIO. Signior Petruchio, fie! you are to blame. Come, Mistress Kate, I ' ll bear you company.
PETRUCHIO. [ Aside.] Eat it up all, Hortensio, if thou lovest me. Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! Kate, eat apace: and now, my honey love, Will we return unto thy father ' s house And revel it as bravely as the best, With silken coats and caps, and golden rings, With ruffs and cuffs and farthingales and things; With scarfs and fans and double change of bravery, With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery. What! hast thou din ' d? The tailor stays thy leisure, To deck thy body with his ruffling treasure.
[ Enter TAILOR.] Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments; Lay forth the gown.-- [ Enter HABERDASHER.] What news with you, sir? HABERDASHER. Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.
PETRUCHIO. Why, this was moulded on a porringer; A velvet dish: fie, fie! ' tis lewd and filthy: Why, ' tis a cockle or a walnut-shell, A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby ' s cap: Away with it! come, let me have a bigger.
KATHERINA. I ' ll have no bigger; this doth fit the time, And gentlewomen wear such caps as these.
PETRUCHIO. When you are gentle, you shall have one too, And not till then.
HORTENSIO. [ Aside ] That will not be in haste.