He has a heart—I’m certain!
Sassy. (taking down heart mixture)—
What is this?
Prof.—
The mixture of the heart!!—Oh, woe is me!
But we can make him drink it!
Sassy. (aside to Maids).—
Now we’ll see!
We’re ducky darlings, are we!—Where’s his nurse?
For drinking that I think he’ll turn out worse.