the loud voice
of her husband, storming at the servants for the ill-making of his
wife's bridal-bed.

The next day Petruchio pursued the same course, still speaking kind
words to Katharine, but when she attempted to eat, finding fault with
everything that was set before her, throwing the breakfast on the floor
as he had done the supper; and Katharine, the haughty Katharine, was
fain to beg the servants would bring her secretly a morsel of food; but
they being instructed by Petruchio, replied, they dared not give her
anything unknown to their master. "Ah," said she, "did he marry me to
famish me? Beggars that come to my father's door have food given them.
But I, who never knew what it was to entreat for anything, am starved
for want of food, giddy for want of sleep, with oaths kept waking, and
with brawling fed; and that which vexes me more than all, he does it
under the name of perfect love, pretending that if I sleep or eat, it
were present death to me." Here the soliloquy was interrupted by the
entrance of Petruchio: he, not meaning she should be quite starved, had
brought her a small portion of meat, and he said to her, "How fares my
sweet Kate? Here, love, you see how diligent I am, I have dressed your
meat myself. I am sure this kindness merits thanks. What, not a word?
Nay, then you love not the meat, and all the pains I have taken is to no
purpose." He then ordered the servant to take the dish away. Extreme
hunger, which had abated the pride of Katharine, made her say, though
angered to the heart, "I pray you let it stand." But this was not all
Petruchio intended to bring her to, and he replied, "The poorest service
is repaid with thanks, and so shall mine before you touch the meat." On
this Katharine brought out a reluctant "I thank you, sir." And now he
suffered her to make a slender meal, saying, "Much good may it do your
gentle heart, Kate; eat apace! And now, my honey love, we will return to
your father's house, and revel it as bravely as the best, with silken
coats and caps and golden rings, with ruffs and scarfs and fans and
double change of finery;" and to make her believe he really intended to
give her these gay things, he called in a tailor and a haberdasher, who
brought some new clothes he had ordered for her, and then giving her
plate to the servant to take away, before she had half satisfied her
hunger, he said, "What, have you dined?" The haberdasher presented a
cap, saying, "Here is the cap your w