Chr.And there you stand,
As dull as a fish! Why, what will you think, if this be true,
Of finding a sister?
Pam.Sir, you wished me a happy day:
As nothing was more unlooked for, nothing is happier
In the world than this.
Chr.Yet there’s your friend, a perfect stranger.
Is far more moved than you. You go to the play, I know:
Fifty per cent. of all our Attic comedies
Have this same plot, a daughter stolen in early years,