Chapter 11

_Enter BYRRHIA behind._

BYR. To-day my master bade me leave all else For Pamphilus, and watch how he proceeds, About his marriage; wherefore I have now Followed the old man hither: yonder too Stands Pamphilus himself, and with him Davus. To business then!

SIMO. I see them both together.

DAVUS. Now mind. (_Apart to PAM._)

SIMO. Here, Pamphilus!

DAVUS. Now turn about, As taken unawares. (_Apart._)

PAM. Who calls? my father!

DAVUS. Well said! (_Apart._)

SIMO. It is my pleasure, that to-day, As I have told you once before, you marry.

DAVUS. Now on our part, I fear what he'll reply. (_Aside._)

PAM. In that, and all the rest of your commands, I shall be ready to obey you, Sir!

BYR. How's that! (_Overhearing._)

DAVUS. Struck dumb. (_Aside._)

BYR. What said he? (_Listening._)

SIMO. You perform Your duty, when you cheerfully comply With my desires.

DAVUS. There! said I not the truth? (_Apart to PAM._)

BYR. My master then, so far as I can find, May whistle for a wife.

SIMO. Now then go in That when you're wanted you be found.

PAM. I go. (_Exit._

BYR. Is there no faith in the affairs of men? 'Tis an old saying and a true one too; "Of all mankind each loves himself the best." I've seen the lady; know her beautiful; And therefore sooner pardon Pamphilus, If he had rather win her to his arms, Than yield her to th' embraces of my master. I will go bear these tidings, and receive Much evil treatment for my evil news. (_Exit._

[Changes:

_lines taken from 1768 edition_ PAM. Who calls? my father! DAVUS. Well said! SIMO. It is my pleasure ... _as printed in Harper edition_ PAM. Who calls? my father! SIMO. It is my pleasure ...]