Why do you. suppose he is? (Ironically.) Quarreling with her, of course.DAVUSNay but, Chremes, I’ll let you now hear from me a disgraceful piece of business.An old man, I don’t know who he is, has just now come here; look you, he is a confident and shrewd person; when you look at his appearance, he seems to be a person of some consequence. There is a grave sternness in his features, and something commanding in his words.SIMOWhat news are you bringing, I wonder?DAVUSWhy nothing but what I heard him mention.SIMOWhat does he say then?DAVUSThat he knows Glycerium to be a citizen of Attica.SIMO(going to his door.)Ho there!Dromo, Dromo!(Enter DROMO hastily from the house.)DROMOWhat is it?SIMODromo!DAVUSHear me.SIMOIf you add a word—Dromo!DAVUSHear me, pray.DROMO(to SIMO.)What do you want?SIMO(pointing to DAVUS.)Carry him off on your shoulders in-doors as fast as possible.DROMOWhom?SIMODavus.DAVUSFor what reason?SIMOBecause I choose. (To. DROMO.) Carry him off, I say.DAVUSWhat have I done?SIMOCarry him off.DAVUSIf you find that I have told a lie in any one matter, then kill me.SIMOI’ll hear nothing. I’ll soon have you set in motion. You set in motion: By the use of the word Commotus he seems to allude to the wretched, restless existence of a man tied hand and foot, and continually working at the hand-mill. Westerhovius thinks that Simo uses this word sarcastically, in allusion to the words of Davus, at the beginning of the present Scene, Animo otioso esse impero; I bid you set your minds at ease. DAVUSWhat? Although this is the truth.SIMOIn spite of it.(To DROMO.) Take care he’s kept well secured; and, do you hear? Tie him up hands and feet together.Hands and feet together: Quadrupedem. Literally as a quadruped or all fours. Echard remarks that it was the custom of the Athenians to tie criminals hands and feet together, just like calves. Now then, be off; upon my faith this very day, if I live, I’ll teach you what hazard there is in deceiving a master, and him in deceiving a father.(DROMO leads DAVUS into the house.)CHREMESOh, don’t be so extremely vexed.SIMOO Chremes, the dutifulness of a son! Do you not pity me? That I should endure so much trouble for such a son! (Goes to the door of GLYCERIUM’s house.) Come, Pamphilus, come out, Pamphilus! have you any shame left?