Pam. Listen, Pamphilus.
Simo. What are your reasons for believing this?
Chremes. That Phania was my brother.
Simo. I know it: I was well acquainted with him.
Chremes. That he might avoid the war, he quitted Greece: and, following me, set sail for Asia: fearing to leave the child, he took her with him: and this is the first account I have ever received of their fate.
Pam. I am scarcely myself: my mind is so agitated by fear, hope, joy, and astonishment, at this so great and unexpected happiness.
Simo. Believe me, Chremes, I rejoice most sincerely that Glycera proves to be your daughter.
Pam. That, I believe, my father.
Chremes. But stay: I have yet one doubt, which gives me some uneasiness.
Pam. Away with all your doubts and scruples; you seek a difficulty where none exists.