Simo. Well, let him speak then, I permit it.
Pam. Oh! my father: I confess that I love; and, if to love be a crime, I confess that I am guilty. But to you I submit: your commands I promise implicitly to obey: if you insist on my marriage with Philumena; and compel me to subdue my love [199]for Glycera, I will endeavour to comply with your commands: I implore only, that you will cease to accuse me of suborning hither this old man. Suffer me to bring him before you; that I may clear myself from this degrading suspicion[200].
Simo. What! bring him here?
Pam. Suffer it, my father.
Chremes. Simo, it is a just request: allow this stranger to come before you.
Pam. Dear Sir, grant me this favour?
Simo. Well, be it so. (Pamphilus goes in.) Oh! Chremes, what would I not give, to be convinced that my son has not deceived me.
Chremes. However great may be the faults of a son, a slight punishment satisfies a father.
Scene V.
Scene V.