Char. All would have been quiet, if that fellow had but been quiet.
Davus. (to Charinus.) Well done! if he does not rave enough of himself, do try to make him worse.
Mysis. It is the rumour of your approaching marriage with Philumena that makes her so miserable.
Pam. Mysis, I solemnly swear to you by all the gods, that I never will forsake her; no, though my love for her should make all mankind my foes, I never, never will forsake her. I wooed, and made her mine; our souls accord; and I will hold no communion with those who wish to separate us: death alone shall part us.
Mysis. Your words revive me, Pamphilus.
Pam. [166]The oracles of Apollo are not more true. I wish, that, if it be possible, my father should not think that I throw any impediments in the way of the marriage: if not, I will do what will be easily done, tell him frankly that I cannot marry Chremes’s daughter. Charinus, what do you think of me?
Char. That you are as wretched as I am.
Davus. I am studying for an expedient.
Char. (to Pamphilus.) But you are constant and courageous[167].
Pam. (to Davus.) I know what you would attempt[168].