_Tra._ Patience, good Katharine, and Baptista too. Upon my life, Petruchio means but well, Whatever fortune stays him from his word: Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise; Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest. 25
_Kath._ Would Katharine had never seen him though! [_Exit weeping, followed by Bianca and others._
_Bap._ Go, girl; I cannot blame thee now to weep; For such an injury would vex a very saint, Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour.
_Bion._ Master, master! news, old news, and such news 30 as you never heard of!
_Bap._ Is it new and old too? how may that be?
_Bion._ Why, is it not news, to hear of Petruchio's coming?
_Bion._ When he stands where I am and sees you there.
_Tra._ But say, what to thine old news? 40
_Bion._ Why, Petruchio is coming in a new hat and an old jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned, a pair of boots that have been candle-cases, one buckled, another laced, an old rusty sword ta'en out of the town-armoury, with a broken hilt, and chapeless; with two broken points: his 45 horse hipped with an old mothy saddle and stirrups of no kindred; besides, possessed with the glanders and like to mose in the chine; troubled with the lampass, infected with the fashions, full of windgalls, sped with spavins, rayed with the yellows, past cure of the fives, stark spoiled with the 50 staggers, begnawn with the bots, swayed in the back and shoulder-shotten; near-legged before and with a half-checked bit and a head-stall of sheep's leather which, being restrained to keep him from stumbling, hath been often burst and now repaired with knots; one girth six times 55 pieced and a woman's crupper of velure, which hath two letters for her name fairly set down in studs, and here and there pieced with packthread.
_Bion._ O, sir, his lackey, for all the world caparisoned 60 like the horse; with a linen stock on one leg, and a kersey boot-hose on the other, gartered with a red and blue list; an old hat, and 'the humour of forty fancies' pricked in't for a feather: a monster, a very monster in apparel, and not like a Christian footboy or a gentleman's lackey. 65
_Tra._ 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to this fashion; Yet oftentimes he goes but mean-apparell'd.