Sim. I hear him? wherefore, Chremes, should I hear?
Chr. Nay, suffer him.
Sim. I suffer him; speak on.
Pam. Father, I do avow I am in love,
And, if that be a crime, am criminal.
But, father, I submit; impose on me
Your pleasure, what you will; for if you wrench
Me from her arms I love, I must submit.
But do not think I have suborned this man
To do you wrong; and let me bring him here.
Sim. Him here!
Pam. Oh, suffer it, my father.
Chr. Do;
For what he asks is just.
Pam. Oh do, I pray.
Sim. I suffer it: Chremes, I would comply
With what you wish, avoiding all deceit.
Chr. However great the errors of a son,
Sufficient is rebuke from hands paternal.
ACT V.—Scene 4.—Crito—Chremes—Simo—Pamphilus.
Cri. Beseech no more; sufficient were one cause
Of three impelling me, yourself, the truth,
And love I bear Glycerium.
Chr. Do I behold—
The Andrian Crito?
Cri. Health be unto you, Chremes.
Chr. And what do you at Athens?
Cri. Wherefore I—
But is this Simo?
Chr. Ay.
