DOCTOR (turning to OLIVER). Ah! His pulse—(Feels it) —tut-tut! His tongue—(OLIVER puts it out) Dear, dear! The same treatment, dear lady, as prescribed in the other case.
OLIVER (under his breath). Beast!
AUNT JANE. Castor-oil, liquorice-powder, ammoniated quinine—anything of that nature, doctor?
DOCTOR. As necessary, dear lady, as necessary. The system must be stimulated. Nature must be reinforced.
AUNT JANE (to GOVERNESS). Which do they dislike least?
OLIVER and JILL (hastily). Liquorice-powder!
DOCTOR. Then concentrate on the other two, dear lady.
AUNT JANE. Thank you, doctor. [They go out.
GOVERNESS. We will now go on with our lessons. Oliver, you will have opportunities in your bedroom this afternoon of learning your poetry. By the way, I had better have that book which you were reading when I came in just now.
OLIVER (trying to be surprised). Which book?