Scene II.

Enter Bacchis .

Bacch. Oh Parmeno, I'm glad I've met with you. Run quick to Pamphilus.

Par. On what account?

Bacch. Tell him that I desire he'd come.

Par. To you?

Bacch. No; to Philumena.

Par. Why? what's the matter?

Bacch. Nothing to you; so ask no questions.

Par. Must I Say nothing else?

Bacch. Yes; tell him too, That Myrrhina acknowledges the ring, Which formerly he gave me, as her daughter's.

Par. I understand you. But is that all?

Bacch. All. He'll come the moment that you tell him that. What! do you loiter?

Par. No, i' faith, not I. I have not had it in my pow'r, I've been So bandied to and fro, sent here and there, Trotting, and running up and down all day.

Exit.