Scene II.
Charinus, Pamphilus, Davus.
Pam. Oh! Charinus, unless the gods assist us, my imprudence has undone both you and myself!
Char. What! imprudence! So you found an excuse at last. You have broken your promise, Sir.
Pam. How! at last?
Char. Do you think that any thing you can say will impose upon me a second time?
Pam. What do you mean, Sir?
Char. As soon as I had told you of my love for Philumena, she pleased you forsooth! Alas! fool that I was! I judged of your heart by my own. I believed you to be sincere, and you deceived me.
Pam. You deceive yourself.
Char. Did you think that your happiness would not be complete, unless you could delude an unfortunate lover by nourishing his vain hopes? Well, take her[162].