Scene II.

Enter Pamphilus.

Pam. Charinus, save you!

Char. Save you, Pamphilus! Imploring comfort, safety, help, and counsel, You see me now before you.

Pam. Help, and counsel! I can afford you neither. - But what mean you?

Char. Is this your wedding-day?

Pam. Aye, so they say.

Char. Ah, Pamphilus, if so, this day You see the last of me.

Pam. How so?

Char. Ah me! I dare not speak it: prithee tell him, Byrrhia.

Byr. Aye, that I will.

Pam. What is't?

Byr. He is in love With your bride, Sir.

Pam. I' faith so am not I. Tell me, Charinus, has aught further passed 'Twixt you and her?

Char. Ah, no, no.

Pam. Would there had!

Char. Now by our friendship, by my love I beg You would not marry her. -

Pam. I will endeavor.

Char. If that's impossible, or if this match Be grateful to your heart -

Pam. My heart!

Char. At least Defer it some few days; while I depart, That I may not behold it.

Pam. Hear, Charinus; It is, I think, scarce honesty in him To look for thanks, who means no favor. I Abhor this marriage, more than you desire it.

Char. You have reviv'd me.

Pam. Now if you, or he, Your Byrrhia here, can do or think of aught; Act, plot, devise, invent, strive all you can To make her yours; and I'll do all I can That she may not be mine.

Char. Enough.

Pam. I see Davus, and in good time: for he'll advise What's best to do.

Char. But you, you sorry rogue, (To Byrrhia ) Can give me no advice, nor tell me aught, But what it is impertinent to know. Hence, Sirrah, get you gone!

Byr. With all my heart.

Exit.