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Cha. Delay, delay, I beg you,

Some days at least, that I may hence away

Nor witness it.

Pam. Hear me, Charinus; now

I will not take a credit with none due;

For I have more antipathy to this

Than you have will towards her.

Cha. Ah! I breathe.

Pam. If you and Byrrhia can devise a plot,

Invent, imagine some mode to prevent this,

I will omit no labours on my part.

Cha. Enough, enough!

Pam. And in a happy time

Lo! Davus, upon whom I set my trust.

Cha. And, hercle! you are useless—be you off—

You trouble me.

Byr. I go, with all my heart.

Dav. Auspicious gods! what happy news I bring—

But where is Pamphilus? to root out his fear

And fill his soul with joy.

Cha. Davus is joyful.

Pam. It is nothing, he has not heard of this.

Dav. I fancy now, if he has heard of this,

His nuptials now prepared—

Cha. Do you hear that?

Dav. But where is Pamphilus? I am half dead

With weariness of running here and there.

Pam. Here, Davus—stop.