With my desires.
Davus. There! said I not the truth? (Apart to Pam.)
Byr. My master then, so far as I can find,
May whistle for a wife.
Simo. Now then go in
That when you’re wanted you be found.
Pam. I go.
Exit.
Byr. Is there no faith in the affairs of men?
’Tis an old saying and a true one too;