Pam. What’s her disorder?
Par. I don’t know.
Pam. But tell me,
Has she had no physician?
Par. I don’t know.
Pam. But why do I delay to enter straight,
That I may learn the truth, be what it will?
—Oh my Philumena, in what condition
Shall I now find thee?—If there’s danger of thee,
My life’s in danger too.