Part 12 (1/2)

CHAR. Wherefore?

PAM. I know not: but I know the G.o.ds Meant in their anger I should listen to him.

CHAR. Is it so, Davus?

DAVUS. Even so.

CHAR. How, villain?

The G.o.ds confound you for it!--Tell me, wretch Had all his most inveterate foes desir'd To throw him on this marriage, what advice Could they have given else?

DAVUS. I am deceiv'd, But not dishearten'd.

CHAR. True. (_Ironically._)

DAVUS. This way has fail'd; We'll try another way: unless you think Because the business has gone ill at first, We can not graft advantage on misfortune.

PAM. Oh aye, I warrant you, if you look to 't, Out of one wedding you can work me two.

DAVUS. Pamphilus, 'tis my duty, as your slave, To strive with might and main, by day and night With hazard of my life, to do you service: 'Tis yours, if I am cross'd, to pardon me.

My undertakings fail indeed, but then I spare no pains. Do better, if you can, And send me packing.

PAM. Aye, with all my heart: Place me but where you found me first.

DAVUS. I will.

PAM. But do it instantly.

DAVUS. Hist! hold a while: I hear the creaking of Glycerium's door.

PAM. Nothing to you.

DAVUS. I'm thinking.

PAM. What, at last?

DAVUS. Your business shall be done, and presently.

SCENE III.

_Enter MYSIS._

MYSIS _to GLYCERIUM (within)_. Be where he will, I'll find your Pamphilus, And bring him with me. Meanwhile, you, my soul, Forbear to vex yourself.

PAM. Mysis!

MYSIS. Who's there?

Oh Pamphilus, well met, Sir!

PAM. What's the matter?

MYSIS. My mistress, by the love you bear her, begs Your presence instantly. She longs to see you.