Wh hinders not that when they come, each take his own.
You have your Gorgo; you, sir, your Antiphila:
And none will be any the wiser.
Pam.Good. What say you now?
Clin. ’Twould make all kinds of complications, Pamphilus:
And all to no manner of purpose.
Pam.Why, I should keep my promise,
And spend the day with Gorgo.
Clin.I’ll play no part in this.
You quite forget besides that as yet I know not how