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PEDANT. Lay hands on the villain: I believe ' a means to cozen somebody in this city under my countenance.
[ Re-enter BIONDELLO.]
BIONDELLO. I have seen them in the church together: God send ' em good shipping! But who is here? Mine old master, Vincentio! Now we are undone and brought to nothing.
VINCENTIO. [ Seeing BIONDELLO.] Come hither, crack-hemp. BIONDELLO. I hope I may choose, sir. VINCENTIO. Come hither, you rogue. What, have you forgot me?
BIONDELLO. Forgot you! No, sir: I could not forget you, for I never saw you before in all my life.
VINCENTIO. What, you notorious villain! didst thou never see thy master ' s father, Vincentio?
BIONDELLO. What, my old worshipful old master? Yes, marry, sir; see where he looks out of the window.
VINCENTIO. Is ' t so, indeed? [ He beats BIONDELLO.] BIONDELLO. Help, help, help! here ' s a madman will murder me. [ Exit.] PEDANT. Help, son! help, Signior Baptista! [ Exit from the window.]
PETRUCHIO. Prithee, Kate, let ' s stand aside and see the end of this controversy.