The thing is settled: ’tis their wedding-day:
And all their apprehensions I’ve remov’d.
This is still more my duty.
Dem. Are you pleas’d then
With this adventure, Micio?
Micio. Not at all,
If I could help it: now ’tis past all cure,
I bear it patiently. The life of man
Is like a game at tables. If the cast
Which is most necessary be not thrown,