Pam.See, Clinia,
That is our house, & here the hedge & paling bounds
Your father’s.
Clin.Here?
Pam.You see what a stroke of luck it was
To meet me when you did. You must have betrayed yourself
By making enquiries, but I at the merest hint have led you
Straight to the place: besides, if you wish to be near your father
Without his knowing that you are returned, my governor
Can put you up.