Enter SIMO, at a distance.
SIMO
apart to himself. I've come back to see what they are about, or what scheme they are hatching. DAVUS
to PAMPHILUS. He has no doubt at present but that you'll refuse to marry. Having considered his course, he's come from a retired spot somewhere or other; he hopes that he has framed a speech by which to disconcert you; do you take care, then, to be yourself. PAMPHILUS
If I am only able, Davus. DAVUS
Trust me for that, Pamphilus, I tell you; your father will never this day exchange a single word with you, if you say that you will marry.
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