(Mrs Jellybags, who has been listening attentively, interrupts Mr Seedy in great agitation.)
Jel. Will you be pleased to read that part over again?
Seedy. Certainly, ma’am. “I leave the whole of my wardrobe, and also my silver watch, with the key and seal hanging to it.”
(Mrs Jellybags screams, and falls back in a swoon on her chair—no one assists her.)
“And having thus provided for all my relations, I do hereby devise the rest of my property to the said Solomon Lazarus and Hezekiah Flint, to have and to hold for the building and endowment of an hospital for diseases of the heart, lights, liver, and spleen, as set off by the provisions in the schedule annexed to my will as part and codicil to it.”
Seedy. Would the relations like me to read the provisions?
Omnes. No! no! no!
(Mr Seedy is about to fold up the papers.)
Gum. I beg your pardon, sir, but is there no other codicil?
Seedy. I beg your pardon, Mr Gumarabic, I recollect now there is one relative to you.