Terence's Andrian, a comedy, in five acts

by Terence

Scene VIII.

Chremes, Mysis, Davus.

Chremes. (to himself.) Well, having prepared every thing for the marriage of my daughter, I am returned to inform them that they may now send for her. But what do I see? by Hercules, ’tis a child! Woman, did you lay it there?

Mysis. Where can Davus be?

Chremes. Why don’t you answer me?

Mysis. (aside.) Ah! he is not here. Mercy on me, the fellow has left me here, and gone away.

Davus. (speaking loud, and pretending not to see Chremes.) Heavens! what a crowd there is in the Forum! what a wrangling! provisions too are very dear. (Aside.) What else to say I know not.

Mysis. (aside to Davus.) In Heaven’s name, how could you think of leaving me here alone?

Davus. (aloud.) Ha! what plot is this? Mysis, whose child is this? who brought it here?

Mysis. (aside to Davus.) Are you mad to ask me such a question?