BAPTISTA.
How hast thou offended?
Where is Lucentio?
LUCENTIO.
Here’s Lucentio,
Right son to the right Vincentio;
That have by marriage made thy daughter mine,
While counterfeit supposes blear’d thine eyne.
GREMIO.
Here ’s packing, with a witness, to deceive us all!
VINCENTIO.
Where is that damned villain, Tranio,
That fac’d and brav’d me in this matter so?
BAPTISTA.
Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio?
BIANCA.
Cambio is chang’d into Lucentio.
LUCENTIO.
Love wrought these miracles. Bianca’s love
Made me exchange my state with Tranio,
While he did bear my countenance in the town;
And happily I have arriv’d at the last
Unto the wished haven of my bliss.
What Tranio did, myself enforc’d him to;
Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake.
VINCENTIO.
I’ll slit the villain’s nose that would have sent me to the gaol.
BAPTISTA.
[To Lucentio.] But do you hear, sir? Have you married my daughter without asking my good will?
VINCENTIO.
Fear not, Baptista; we will content you, go to: but I will in, to be revenged for this villainy.