’Twere tedious to expect his coming forth:
Along with me then to Glycerium!
Davus, do you go home, and hasten them
To fetch her hence. Away, away!
Davus. I go.
Exeunt Pamphilus and Charinus.
Davus addressing the audience.
Wait not till they come forth: within
She’ll be betroth’d; within, if aught remains
Undone, ’twill be concluded—Clap your hands!