_Simo._ Believe me, Chremes, I rejoice most sincerely that Glycera proves to be your daughter. _Pam._ That, I believe, my father. _Chremes._ But stay: I have yet one doubt, which gives me some uneasiness. _Pam._ Away with all your doubts and scruples; you seek a difficulty where none exists. _Crito._ What is it? _Chremes._ The name does not agree. _Crito._ I know she bore some other name when an infant. _Chremes._ What was it? Crito, have you forgotten? _Crito._ I am trying to remember it. _Pam._ Shall I suffer his want of memory to retard my happiness, when I myself can find a remedy? I will not. Chremes, the name you want is Pasibula. _Crito._ The very name[205]. _Chremes._ You are right. _Pam._ I have heard it from herself a thousand times. _Simo._ Chremes, I hope you are convinced how sincerely we all rejoice at this discovery[206]. _Chremes._ I have no doubt of it. _Pam._ And now, dear Sir. _Simo._ The happy turn of the affair has reconciled me, my son: be all unpleasant recollections banished. _Pam._ A thousand thanks, my father. I trust that Chremes also consents that Glycera should be mine. _Chremes._ Undoubtedly: with your father’s approbation. _Pam._ Oh! that is certain. [207]_Simo._ I consent most joyfully. _Chremes._ Pamphilus, my daughter’s portion is ten talents[208]. _Pam._ Dear sir, I am quite satisfied. _Chremes._ I will hasten to my daughter: come with me, Crito, for I suppose that she will not remember me. [_Chremes and Crito go in._ SCENE VI. SIMO, PAMPHILUS. _Simo._ Why do you not immediately give orders for her removal to our house[209]? _Pam._ That is well thought of, Sir, I’ll intrust that affair to Davus. _Simo._ He can’t attend to it. _Pam._ Why not? _Simo._ Because [210]he is now carrying on things of great weight, and which touch him more nearly. _Pam._ What are they? _Simo._ He is chained. _Pam._ Ah! dear Sir, that was not well done. _Simo._ I am sure[211] I ordered it to be well done. _Pam._ Order him to be set at liberty, my father, I entreat you. _Simo._ Well, well, I will. _Pam._ But, pray, let it be done directly. _Simo._ I will go in, and order him to be released. [_Exit Simo._ _Pam._ Oh what a joyous happy day is this to me! SCENE VII. PAMPHILUS, CHARINUS. _Char._ (_to himself._) I came to see what Pamphilus is doing: and here he is.