Dav. (aside.) What remedy now shall I find for this mishap?
Sim. (to himself aloud.) What does this mean? Is he so infatuated? The child of a foreign woman? Now I understand; ah! scarcely even at last, in my stupidity, have I found it out.
Dav. (aside to himself.) What does he say he has found out?
Sim. (aside.) This piece of knavery is being now for the first time palmed upon me by this fellow; they are pretending that she’s in labor, in order that they may alarm Chremes.
Gly. (exclaiming from within her house.) Juno Lucina,[60] grant me thine aid, save me, I do entreat thee!
Sim. Whew! so sudden? What nonsense! As soon as she has heard that I’m standing before the door, she makes all haste. These incidents, Davus, have not been quite happily adapted by you as to the points of time.
Dav. By me?
Sim. Are your scholars forgetful?[61]
Dav. I don’t know what you are talking about.
Sim. (aside.) If he at the real marriage of my son had taken me off my guard, what sport he would have made of me. Now it is at his own risk; I’m sailing in harbor.