Pet. O, ho! entreat her!
Nay, then she [must needs] come.
Hor. I am afraid, sir,
Do what you can, yours will not be entreated.
Re-enter Biondello.
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Now, where's my wife?
Bion. She says you have some goodly jest in hand:
She will not come; she bids you come to her.
Pet. [Worse] and worse; she will not come! O vile,