Sim. (overhearing.) What mischief is this?
Dav. (to himself.) I never did see a more opportune person, encounter, or occasion.
Sim. The rascal! I wonder who it is he’s praising?
Dav. All the affair is now in a safe position.
Sim. Why do I delay to accost him?
Dav. (to himself, catching sight of Simo.) It’s my master; What am I to do?
Sim. (accosting him.) O, save you, good sir!
Dav. (affecting surprise.) Hah! Simo! O, Chremes, my dear sir, all things are now quite ready in-doors.
Sim. (ironically.) You have taken such very good care.
Dav. Send for the bride when you like.