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How?
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GRUMIO:
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Out of their saddles into the dirt; and thereby
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hangs a tale.
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CURTIS:
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Let's ha't, good Grumio.
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GRUMIO:
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Lend thine ear.
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CURTIS:
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Here.
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GRUMIO:
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There.
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CURTIS:
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This is to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.
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GRUMIO:
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And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale: and this
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cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech
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listening. Now I begin: Imprimis, we came down a
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foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress,--
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CURTIS:
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Both of one horse?
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GRUMIO:
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What's that to thee?
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CURTIS:
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Why, a horse.
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GRUMIO:
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Tell thou the tale: but hadst thou not crossed me,
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thou shouldst have heard how her horse fell and she
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under her horse; thou shouldst have heard in how
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miry a place, how she was bemoiled, how he left her
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with the horse upon her, how he beat me because
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her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt
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to pluck him off me, how he swore, how she prayed,
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that never prayed before, how I cried, how the
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horses ran away, how her bridle was burst, how I
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lost my crupper, with many things of worthy memory,
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which now shall die in oblivion and thou return
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unexperienced to thy grave.
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CURTIS:
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By this reckoning he is more shrew than she.
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GRUMIO:
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Ay; and that thou and the proudest of you all shall
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find when he comes home. But what talk I of this?
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Call forth Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip,
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Walter, Sugarsop and the rest: let their heads be
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sleekly combed their blue coats brushed and their
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garters of an indifferent knit: let them curtsy
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with their left legs and not presume to touch a hair
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of my master's horse-tail till they kiss their
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hands. Are they all ready?
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CURTIS:
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They are.
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GRUMIO:
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Call them forth.
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CURTIS:
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Do you hear, ho? you must meet my master to
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countenance my mistress.
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GRUMIO:
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Why, she hath a face of her own.
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CURTIS:
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Who knows not that?
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GRUMIO:
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Thou, it seems, that calls for company to
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countenance her.
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CURTIS:
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I call them forth to credit her.
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GRUMIO:
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Why, she comes to borrow nothing of them.
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NATHANIEL:
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Welcome home, Grumio!
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PHILIP:
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How now, Grumio!
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JOSEPH:
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What, Grumio!
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NICHOLAS:
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