Shakespeare Screwed Me Over

So I open my new reading assignment, Shakespeare's Taming of the Shrew, and I flip through, trying to find which page I am reading to. Of course, the pages are numbered 1, 2, 3, and so on. Flipping from 43 to 44 to the next page, I find something severely wrong with my book. So it goes from 44 to 19 then back up to 44 and skips straight to 77. Fantastic. I have to read this son-of-a-bitch by Friday and I get the book with a stutter. It's okay, it's not like Act III is somewhere between 44 and 77, the pages not-to-be-found. Now my life has turned into a wild goose chase for a new Shrew. Effin' A.