Punch.—A-a-a-ah! (He throws up his hands and kicks wildly.)
Ghost.—Boo-o-o-o-oh!
Punch.—Oh, dear! oh, dear! It wasn’t me!
Ghost (points at Punch).—Boo-o-o-o-oh! (Punch faints. The Ghost sinks.)
Punch.—Oh, dear! I’m a dead man; somebody fetch a doctor.
Enter Doctor.
Doctor.—Who wants the doctor? Why, I declare, it is my old friend Punch. What’s the matter with him, I wonder? (Feels the patient’s pulse.) Fifteen—sixteen—eleven—nineteen—six. I don’t believe he’s quite dead, though. Punch, are you dead?
Punch (starting up and hitting him).—Yes, quite dead. Please bring me to life again.
Doctor.—Where are you hurt? (Examines him. When he reaches the legs Punch kicks him in the eye.) Oh, my eye, my eye! I must go and fetch you some physic!
[Exit.