Sos. I hope so, i’faith.
Lach. Go in-doors then, and get together the things that are to be taken with you. I have now said it.
Sos. I’ll do as you desire.
Goes into the house.
Pam. Father!
Lach. What do you want, Pamphilus?
Pam. My mother go away? By no means.
Lach. Why would you have it so?
Pam. Because I am as yet undetermined what I shall do about my wife.
Lach. How is that? What should you intend to do but bring her home?