DAV. Word has been brought you; for {otherwise} how could this suspicion have occurred to you? SIM. How? Because I knew you. DAV. As though you meant to say that this has been done by my contrivance. SIM. Why, I’m sure of it, to a certainty. DAV. Not yet even do you know me sufficiently, Simo, what sort of person I am. SIM. I, not {know} you! DAV. But if I begin to tell {you} any thing, at once you think that deceit is being practiced upon you in guile; therefore, upon my faith, I don’t dare now {even} to whisper. SIM. This one thing I am sure of, that no person has been delivered here. (_Pointing to GLYCERIUM’S house._) DAV. You have discovered {that}? Still, not a bit the less will they presently be laying the child[63] here before the door. Of this, then, I now warn you, master, that it will happen, that you may be aware of it. Don’t you hereafter be saying that this was done through the advice or artifices of Davus. I wish this suspicion of yours to be entirely removed from myself. SIM. How do you know that? DAV. I’ve heard so, and I believe it: many things combine for me to form this conjecture. In the first place then, she declared that she was pregnant by Pamphilus; that has been proved to be false.[64] Now, when she sees that preparations are being made for the wedding at our house, the maid-servant is directly sent to fetch the midwife to her, and to bring a child at the same time.[65] Unless it is managed for you to see the child, the marriage will not be at all impeded. SIM. What do you say {to this}? When you perceived that they were adopting this plan, why didn’t you tell Pamphilus immediately? DAV. Why, who has induced him to leave her, but myself? For, indeed, we all know how desperately he loved her. Now he wishes for a wife. In fine, do you intrust me with that affair; proceed however, as before, to celebrate these nuptials, just as you are doing, and I trust that the Gods will prosper this matter. SIM. Very well; be off in-doors; wait for me there, and get ready what’s necessary to be prepared. (_DAVUS goes into the house._) He hasn’t prevailed upon me {even} now altogether to believe these things, and I don’t know whether what he has said is all true; but I deem it of little moment; this is of far greater importance to me-- that my son himself has promised me. Now I’ll go and find Chremes; I’ll ask him for a wife for my son; if I obtain my request, at what other time rather than to-day should I prefer these nuptials taking place? For as my son has promised, I have no doubt but that if he should prove unwilling, I can fairly compel him. And look! here’s Chremes himself, just at the very time. SCENE V. _Enter CHREMES._ SIM. I greet you, Chremes. CHREM. O, you are the very person I was looking for. SIM. And I for you.