SCENE III.
George Colman translation
Enter Dromo.
Dromo. Your pleasure, Sir?
Simo. Here, drag him headlong in,
And truss the rascal up immediately.
Dromo. Whom?
Simo. Davus.
Davus. Why!
Simo. Because I’ll have it so.
Take him, I say.
Davus. For what offense?
Simo. Off with him!
Davus. If it appear that I’ve said aught but truth,
Put me to death.
Simo. I will not hear. I’ll trounce you.
Davus. But though it should prove true, Sir!
Simo. True or false.
See that you keep him bound: and do you hear?
Bind the slave hand and foot. Away!
Exeunt Dromo and Davus.