Enter Lionel as the Duke; Duke, Petrucio, Gasparo, Angelia as a woman.
Duke. Come, Signor,
This is the morning must shine bright upon you,
Wherein preferment, that has slept obscure,
And all this while linger'd behind your wishes,
Shall overtake you in her greatest glories:
Ambition shall be weak, to think the honours
Shall crown your worth.
Pet. Father, you hear all this?
Gas. I do with joy, son, and am ravish'd at it;
Therefore I have resign'd m' estate unto thee,
(Only reserving some few crowns to live on)
Because I'd have thee to maintain thy port.
Pet. You did as you ought.
Gas. 'Tis enough for me,
To be the parent of so bless'd an issue.
Pet. Nay, if you are so apprehensive, I am
satisfied.
Lio. Is this the gentleman you so commended?
Duke. It is the same, my liege, whose royal virtues,
Fitting a prince's court, are the large field
For fame to triumph in.
Lio. So you inform'd me: his face and carriage do import no less.