On top of the bookcase there. The small phial. [
John Speaker goes to the bookcase and begins to rummage for phial, while
John Thinker says, meditatively:]
John Thinker
I suppose if one ever gave her the wrong medicine by mistake it would be called by some ugly name!
Mary Thinker
People like her never get the wrong medicine given to them, and never take it by mistake themselves.
John Speaker [Finding bottle; examining it.]
See here,
Cousin Fanny, didn't you have one of these about an hour ago? Didn't I see you take one of them right after dinner?
Cousin Fanny [Peevishly.]
I don't know. I don't remember. I want one now, anyhow. My nerves are on the jump. You have got all my nerves on the jump. I'll take one, and nap here in the chair.
John Speaker [To
Mary Speaker.]