Scene I.

Chrem. 'Tis now just daybreak. - Why delay I then To call my neighbor forth, and be the first To tell him of his son's return? - The youth, I understand, would fain not have it so. But shall I, when I see this poor old man Afflict himself so grievously, by silence Rob him of such an unexpected joy, When the discov'ry can not hurt the son? No, I'll not do't; but far as in my pow'r Assist the father. As my son, I see, Ministers to th' occasions of his friend, Associated in counsels, rank, and age, So we old men should serve each other too.