Trippet
Don't complain. He can easily be fooled.
(Enter Flem.)
Trippet Ah, ah! Mr. Flem, we've heard news of you. You want to marry my mistress?
Flem It's the Doctor who's taken it into his head that I shall marry. As for myself, I never thought of Miss Harriet because of the difference in our ages.
Trippet What difference! You're joking, Mr. Flem. Do you know, you look as young as a man of twenty-five.
Flem
Well, as to that matter, I'm still juicy. Got a lot of sap left in me.
Trippet
You're cute. You have regular features, good color, noble bearing,
graceful manners, and as for your figure, let Miss Harriet speak. (to
Harriet) What to you say?
Harriet
Well put together.
Trippet
His hypodermic syringe is just ravishing.
Harriet
It suits him better than a sword.