CHREMES

Oh sir, you are the only man I sought. What may that be? I hear you. Tush, it is but a Tale. Yea forsooth, thus, as I shall tell you, The falling out of Lovers, is a Renewing of Love. It seems so to you, but I think it neither possi ble for him to continue with this wife, nor yet for me to be able to endure it. Yea marry, but it is a shrewd matter to make that Trial upon my daughter. What? say you so? If you be persuaded that this is expedient, I for my partly, will not have you hin dreaded of any good turn that I may afford you. But what said you erewhile? How came you to know, that they be at jar between themselves? I will straight go hence to bid every thing be made ready, and so bring word hither again. What, wilt thou not answer me? This he says to himself. Chremes must be supposed to stand a loof listening unto all the talk between Davus and Mysis, and yet not showing himself unto them, but up Pon occasion of their talk he oftimes vtte reth speeches as to himself. I marvel whence it should be? He speaks this to himself This maid belongs to her of Andros for ought I can perceive. To himself. I came in time. To him self. I see I did well always to shun this same mar riage. Meaning by him self. But in good sooth he will not. Chremes speaks still to himself. What is this? I see I was well nigh fallen into a shrewd spor ting game unawares. I have herd every word already. I tell thee I hard all from the beginning. I know the whole matter already: but is Simo within. See how unreasonable you are, respecting your own desire: so you may bring to pass what you would have, you neither regard a mean in courtesy, nor yet consider what you request at my hands: for if you did, you would (now at last) give over to surcharge me with your unreasonableness. Why, & do you ask me with what? marry sir, you inforced me thus far, that to a lose young man entang led in love with a strange harlot, and utterly misliking marriage, I should give my daughter to wife, to be in daily discord, and uncertain state of wedlock, to th'end that with her travail, and trouble, I might heal your sons disease. You obtained this at my hands, and I went about it while there was any boot: now it boots not, you must therefore bear with me. They say, that same woman is free born of this City. She is deliue read of a child. Seek to us no further. You are diceyued, for I my self saw her maid chiding and brawling with Davus. Nay but in right good earnest, when as neither of them both was aware of my being there. Thus Simo and Chremes do talk betwixt themselves, & Davus goes on still in his speech. See where Davus is. This is spoke en in derision. What think you that he is a doing? he is sure chiding with her. Tush man, be not in so great a rage. Fie, go to the matter, and cease your evil language. Oh Simo, yet hear him. Why man, yet give him leave to speak. He craves but reason, give him leave. Small punishment contents a father, for a great offence in his son. C Eas to pray me, any one of these re spects, shall cause Me to do it: as ei there for your own sake, or for that the matter is truth, or in respect that I wish well to Glycerie. What, is it Crito of Andros that I do see? Truly it is he indeed. Welcome Cri to: what make you at Athens, being here such a stran her? This same is he. Simo, if you knew this man thoroughly, you would not think so of him: this is and honest man. Oh Crito bear with him, this is his fashion. Suffer him to go on. Go on with your tale. What was his name? Out alas to day. Oh the King of heaven. Would to God it were no otherwise than I hope for. But tell me this Crito, what said he than as touching the girl? did he say that she was his daughter? Whose than? Without doubt she is mine. That same Phania was my brother. He flying hence, for fear of the war, takes his way after me into Asia, and than he was afraid to leave her here behind him. Since which time, I never hard what became of him till now. But there remains yet one doubt, which soar troubles me. Her name falls not out right. What name? Cannot you remember it Crito? Is it even she. Yea so God me help, do I believe it. Marry and good cause why. Unless your father say otherwise. Pamphilus her dowry is five hundred pound. I will now hie me to my daughter, and you Crito, go with me: for I believe she never knew me. You come as well as I could wish: There have some been with me, which told me they herd you say that my daughter should this day be married to your son: Now the matter I come for, is to see, whither you, or they, do dote. I hear you, go too, speak your mind. Tush, never pray Me so much, as though you could not obtain this at my hands but by much pray king: Do you think Me now and other manner of man, than I was then, when I promised my daughter unto you? If it be a matter profitable for both parts, that this marriage be made, then cause his forthwith to be sent for. But if there grow of this, more harm than good, as well to the one as to the other: Then my desire is, that you will consider of the matter indifferently for both parts, even no otherwise than if she were your daughter, and that I were father unto Pamphilus.