Everything's ready. So tell me what's been going
on.
GRUMIO
First, know my horse is tired, my master and mistress fallen
out.
GRUMIO
Well, first of all, my horse is tired and my master and mistress
have had a falling out.
CURTIS
How?
CURTIS
How?
GRUMIO
Out of their saddles into the dirt, and thereby hangs a
tale.
GRUMIO
From their saddles into the dirt—but that's
another story.
CURTIS
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Let's ha' 't, good Grumio.
CURTIS
Well, let's have it, Grumio.
GRUMIO
Lend thine ear.
GRUMIO
Lean forward.
CURTIS
Here.
CURTIS
Here.
GRUMIO
There!
GRUMIO
There!
Strikes him
GRUMIO strikes
CURTIS.
CURTIS
This 'tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.
CURTIS
This is to feel the news, not hear it.
GRUMIO
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And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale. And this cuff
was but to knock at your ear and beseech list'ning. Now I
begin: Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind
my mistress—
GRUMIO
That's what makes it “sensitive”
news. I was just knocking to see if anyone was home. Now,
I'll begin: first, we came down a steep hill, my master
riding behind my mistress—
