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TRANIO Of all mad matches never was the like. LUCENTIO Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister? BIANCA That, being mad herself, she's madly mated. GREMIO I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. BAPTISTA Neighbours and friends, though bride and TRANIO Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it? BAPTISTA She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlemen, let's go. Exeunt |
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