_Clin._ (_to Pam._). O Pamphilus, I am in heaven: For if Antiphila really be your sister, then My father cannot oppose our marriage. _Pam._ No more will mine. ’Twill make him as proud as a peacock. _Clin._ Sweetest Antiphila. _Pam._ Quite so: but what in the world do you think will happen to me, When he finds out? _Clin._ Oh, I have attained the life of the gods! _Pam._ Go on. You will not tell me now I have done too much? 1160 _Clin._ Oh no: I forgive it all. _Pam._ Forgive it? _Clin._ I thank you for it. _Pam._ I shall need more than thanks. _Clin._ O Pamphilus, anything. What can I give you? _Pam._ Listen. If things go well with you, They’re not so smart with me: and if you wish to help me, I only see one hope. _Clin._ What’s that? _Pam._ That you should win Your father to plead for me: after all I have done for him, I think he might: and if you ask him, I am sure he will. Concealment is out of the question: go to him now at once, And tell him all. _Clin._ Indeed I was going; but may I not see Antiphila first? _Pam._ No, no, there’s not a moment to lose. The governor will be back, and if he finds you out, You’ll have to go to your father with him, and what a tale 1172 He’ll tell it’s easy to guess. _Clin._ I would not consent to that. I’ll go at once. _Pam._ Go quickly, before Gorgo comes. Quick! Quick! [_Exit Clinia._ And just in time. I wonder what she will say. _Chr._ (_at the door to Gorgo_). I want you a moment, Gorgo. _Enter Gorgo with Sostrata._ Prithee, be so good As just to answer my questions. This girl Antiphila Who came with you, is your maid? Don’t look at my son and laugh. I am serious. Is this girl your servant? _GORGO._ No. _Chr._ She is not? She lives with you? _Gor._ No. _Chr._ I thought you lived with the widow woman, Who came from Corinth. Pray be sober. I want to know. 1181 You told me you did. _Gor._ Ay, sir. _Chr._ And yet Antiphila Does not live with you? _Gor._ No, sir. _Chr._ When did you see her first? _Gor._ This morning. _Chr._ Indeed. And can you tell me nothing about her? _Gor._ Nothing whatever. _Chr._ I thank you. I’ve nothing to ask you then. _Gor._ It’s thank you for nothing, sir! No further commands at present?