Dav. Have you found out at last what sort of a person I am?
Sim. The marriage was not to have taken place.
Dav. How? Not to have taken place?
Sim. But I was making pretense, that I might test you all.
Dav. (affecting surprise.) What is it you tell me?
Sim. Such is the fact.
Dav. Only see! I was not able to discover that. Dear me! what a cunning contrivance!
Sim. Listen to this. Just as I ordered you to go from here into the house, he (pointing to Chremes) most opportunely met me.
Dav. (aside.) Ha! Are we undone, then?
Sim. I told him what you just now told me.