_Hor._ Her father is Baptista Minola, An affable and courteous gentleman: 95 Her name is Katharina Minola, Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue. _Pet._ I know her father, though I know not her; And he knew my deceased father well. I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her; 100 And therefore let me be thus bold with you To give you over at this first encounter, Unless you will accompany me thither. _Gru._ I pray you, sir, let him go while the humour lasts. O' my word, an she knew him as well as I do, she would think 105 scolding would do little good upon him: she may perhaps call him half a score knaves or so: why, that's nothing; an he begin once, he'll rail in his rope-tricks. I'll tell you what, sir, an she stand him but a little, he will throw a figure in her face and so disfigure her with it that she shall have no 110 more eyes to see withal than a cat. You know him not, sir. _Hor._ Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with thee; For in Baptista's keep my treasure is: He hath the jewel of my life in hold, His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca; 115 And her withholds from me and other more, Suitors to her and rivals in my love; Supposing it a thing impossible, For those defects I have before rehearsed, That ever Katharina will be woo'd; 120 Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en, That none shall have access unto Bianca Till Katharine the curst have got a husband. _Gru._ Katharine the curst! A title for a maid of all titles the worst. 125 _Hor._ Now shall my friend Petruchio do me grace; And offer me disguised in sober robes To old Baptista as a schoolmaster Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca; That so I may, by this device, at least 130 Have leave and leisure to make love to her And unsuspected court her by herself. _Gru._ Here's no knavery! See, to beguile the old folks, how the young folks lay their heads together! _Enter_ GREMIO, _and_ LUCENTIO _disguised_. Master, master, look about you: who goes there, ha? 135 _Hor._ Peace, Grumio! it is the rival of my love. Petruchio, stand by a while. _Gru._ A proper stripling and an amorous! _Gre._ O, very well; I have perused the note. Hark you, sir; I'll have them very fairly bound: 140 All books of love, see that at any hand; And see you read no other lectures to her: You understand me: over and beside Signior Baptista's liberality, I'll mend it with a largess. Take your paper too, 145 And let me have them very well perfumed: For she is sweeter than perfume itself To whom they go to. What will you read to her?