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Why then the maid is mine from all the world,

By your firm promise; Gremio is outvied.

Bap.

I must confess your offer is the best,

And let your father make her the assurance,

She is your own, else you must pardon me;

If you should die before him, where’s her dower?

Tra.

That’s but a cavil; he is old, I young.

Gre.

And may not young men die as well as old?

Bap.

Well, gentlemen,

I am thus resolv’d: on Sunday next you know

My daughter Katherine is to be married.

Now on the Sunday following shall Bianca

Be bride to you, if you make this assurance;

If not, to Signior Gremio.

And so I take my leave, and thank you both.

Exit.

Gre.

Adieu, good neighbor. Now I fear thee not.

Sirrah, young gamester, your father were a fool

To give thee all, and in his waning age

Set foot under thy table. Tut, a toy!

An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy.

Exit.

Tra.

A vengeance on your crafty withered hide!

Yet I have fac’d it with a card of ten.

’Tis in my head to do my master good.

I see no reason but suppos’d Lucentio