PAM. (_aside._) Am I to suffer his memory to stand in the way of my happiness, when I myself can provide my own remedy in this matter? I will not suffer it. (_Aloud._) Hark you, Chremes, that which you are trying to recollect {is} “Pasibula.” CHREM. The very same. CRI. That’s it. PAM. I’ve heard it from herself a thousand times. SIM. I suppose, Chremes, that you believe that we all rejoice at this discovery. CHREM. So may the Gods bless me, I do believe it. PAM. What remains {to be done}, father? SIM. The event itself has quite brought me to reconcilement. PAM. O kind father! With regard to her as a wife, since I have taken possession of her, Chremes will not offer any opposition. CHREM. The plea is a very good one, unless perchance your father says any thing to the contrary. PAM. Of course, I agree. SIM. {Then} be it so.[98] CHREM. Her portion, Pamphilus, is ten talents. PAM. I am satisfied. CHREM. I’ll hasten to my daughter. Come now, (_beckoning_) along with me, Crito; for I suppose that she will not know me. (_They go into GLYCERIUM’S house._) SIM. (_To PAMPHILUS._) Why don’t you order her to be sent for hither, {to our house}? PAM. Well thought of; I’ll at once give charge of that to Davus. SIM. He can’t {do it}. PAM. How so? SIM. Because he has another matter that more nearly concerns himself, and of more importance. PAM. What, pray? SIM. He is bound. PAM. Father, he is not rightly bound.[99] SIM. But I ordered to that effect. PAM. Prithee, do order him to be set at liberty. SIM. Well, be it so. PAM. But immediately. SIM. I’m going in. PAM. O fortunate and happy day! (_SIMO goes into his house._) SCENE VI. _Enter CHARINUS, at a distance._ CHAR. (_apart to himself._) I’m come to see what Pamphilus is about; and look, here he is. PAM. (_to himself._) Some one perhaps might imagine that I don’t believe this to be true; but now it is clear to me that it really is true. I do think that the life of the Gods is everlasting, for this reason, because their joys are their own.[100] For immortality has been obtained by me, if no sorrow interrupts this delight. But whom in particular could I wish to be now thrown in my way, for me to relate these things to? CHAR. (_apart to himself._) What means this rapture? PAM. (_to himself._) I see Davus. There is no one in the world whom I would choose in preference; for I am sure that he of all people will sincerely rejoice in my happiness. SCENE VII. _Enter DAVUS._ DAV. (_to himself._) Where is Pamphilus, I wonder? PAM. Here he is, Davus. DAV. (_turning round._) Who’s that? PAM. ’Tis I, Pamphilus; you don’t know what has happened to me. DAV. No really; but I know what has happened to myself. PAM. And I too. DAV. It has fallen out just like human affairs in general, that you should know the mishap I have met with, before I the good that has befallen you. PAM. My Glycerium has discovered her parents. DAV. O, well done! CHAR. (_apart, in surprise._) Hah!