[233-238] Printed as prose in Ff Q, as verse first by Capell. [233] _could_] _would_ F3 F4. _faith_] _'faith_ Ff Q. _i' faith_ Johnson. [235, 236] _advise You use ... companies_] _advise you, Use ... company_ Capell. [238] _your_] _you_ F1 Q. [239-241] Printed as four lines in Ff, ending _go.... execute.... why.... weighty_; first as prose by Pope. [240] _among_] _'mong_ F2. [241] The presenters above speak.] ... speakes. Ff Q. [242-247] Transferred by Pope to the end of the Act. [247] _'twere_] _it were_ Capell. [They ... mark.] Ff Q. om. Pope. SCENE II. PADUA. _Before_ HORTENSIO'S _house_. _Enter_ PETRUCHIO _and his man_ GRUMIO. _Pet._ Verona, for a while I take my leave, To see my friends in Padua, but of all My best beloved and approved friend, Hortensio; and I trow this is his house. Here, sirrah Grumio; knock, I say. 5 _Gru._ Knock, sir! whom should I knock? is there any man has rebused your worship? _Pet._ Villain, I say, knock me here soundly. _Gru._ Knock you here, sir! why, sir, what am I, sir, that I should knock you here, sir? 10 _Pet._ Villain, I say, knock me at this gate And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate. _Gru._ My master is grown quarrelsome. I should knock you first, And then I know after who comes by the worst. _Pet._ Will it not be? 15 Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock, I'll ring it; I'll try how you can _sol_, _fa_, and sing it. [_He wrings him by the ears._ _Gru._ Help, masters, help! my master is mad. _Pet._ Now, knock when I bid you, sirrah villain! _Enter_ HORTENSIO. _Hor._ How now! what's the matter? My old friend Grumio! 20 and my good friend Petruchio! How do you all at Verona? _Pet._ Signior Hortensio, come you to part the fray? 'Con tutto il core ben trovato,' may I say. _Hor._ 'Alla nostra casa ben venuto, molto honorato 25 signor mio Petrucio.' Rise, Grumio, rise: we will compound this quarrel. _Gru._ Nay, 'tis no matter, sir, what he 'leges in Latin. If this be not a lawful cause for me to leave his service, look you, sir, he bid me knock him and rap him soundly, sir: 30 well, was it fit for a servant to use his master so, being perhaps, for aught I see, two-and-thirty, a pip out? Whom would to God I had well knock'd at first, Then had not Grumio come by the worst. _Pet._ A senseless villain! Good Hortensio, 35 I bade the rascal knock upon your gate And could not get him for my heart to do it.