Micio. Aye.
Dem. What’s to be done then?
Micio. What the case requires.
The girl shall be brought over here.
Dem. Oh Jove!
Can that be proper?
Micio. What can I do else?
Dem. What can you do!—If you’re not really griev’d,
It were at least your duty to appear so.
Micio. I have contracted the young woman to him: