Pam.Now,
If this is true, I see you are safe. You would not find
The servant a slattern, where there’s a lover.
Clin.Pray go on.
Ph. When I told her that you were returned, and had sent for her.
She suddenly stopped in her work; the tears ran down her cheeks
In such a way, it was easy to see ’twas for love of you.—
Clin. Perdition take me now, if I know where I am for joy.
I was so afraid.
Pam.And Gorgo is coming?