Scene VII.
Davus, Simo.
Davus. [aside.] The old man thinks I have some scheme on foot, and stay here now to play it off upon him.
Simo. Well, what says Davus?
Davus. Nothing, Sir, just at present.
Simo. Nothing? indeed!
Davus. Nothing at all.
Simo. But yet I expected something.
Davus. [aside.] He [132]has missed his aim! I see this nettles him to the quick.
Simo. Is it possible that for once you can speak truth?