Crito. What is it?
Chremes. The name does not agree.
Crito. I know she bore some other name when an infant.
Chremes. What was it? Crito, have you forgotten?
Crito. I am trying to remember it.
Pam. Shall I suffer his want of memory to retard my happiness, when I myself can find a remedy? I will not. Chremes, the name you want is Pasibula.
Crito. The very name[205].
Chremes. You are right.
Pam. I have heard it from herself a thousand times.
Simo. Chremes, I hope you are convinced how sincerely we all rejoice at this discovery[206].