MYSIS, DAVUS, (_overjoyed, offers to take her hand._)
_Mysis._ Don’t touch me, you villain: if I don’t tell my mistress all
this, may I be――
_Davus._ Hey-day! you silly wench: You don’t know what we have just
done.
_Mysis._ How should I?
_Davus._ [184]That was the bride’s father: I wished him to know all
this; and there was no other way to acquaint him with it.
_Mysis._ You should have given me notice then.
_Davus._ [185]Do you think a thing of this sort can be done as well
by premeditating and studying, as by acting according to the natural
impulse of the moment.