Simo. But what?
Chremes. From whence are you appriz’d
Chremes. Whence is’t you know
That there’s a difference between them?
Simo. Davus,
Davus, in all their secrets, told me so;
Advis’d me too, to hasten on the match
As fast as possible. Would he, d’ye think,
Do that, unless he were full well assur’d
My son desir’d it too?—Hear, what he says.