Simo. Davus.
Davus. Why?
Simo. Because it is my pleasure. Away with him, I say.
Davus. What have I done?
Simo. Away with him.
Davus. If you find that I have spoken falsely, kill me.
Simo. I’ll not hear a single word. I’ll ruffle you now, rascal, I will.
Davus. For all that, what I say is true.
Simo. For all that, Dromo, take care to keep him bound, [196]and, do you hear? chain him up hands and feet together. Go, sirrah, if I live, I’ll shew you what it is to impose upon your master, and Pamphilus also shall learn that an indulgent father is not to be deceived with impunity.
[Exeunt Dromo and Davus.