Sharpset. Jes' so. Keep it up, doctor. But it won't fool me. The critter's here. Turn her over to me, bag and baggage, and I'll pay you a thousand dollars down.
Dr. A. A thousand dollars—you'll pay me? Be calm, my friend, be calm. You betray unmistakable symptoms of a disordered mind. Will you oblige me with a little explanation?
Sharpset. Jes' so.
Dr. A. Who is the "critter" that you are in pursuit of?
Sharpset. The duchess, of course. Why, consarn it, it's all over town.
Dr. A. The duchess? Ah, yes, poor man, lunacy always takes high flights. Ah, who is the duchess?
Sharpset. Jes' so. Doctor, do you see anything of a verdant hue in this optic? (Finger on left eye.) It's no use. "The Duchess of Dublin" is in this house; is under your charge. Now do the handsome thing. I'll put her up as an extra attraction, charge double price, and divide profits. There's an offer.
Dr. A. By doubling your price on "The Duchess of Dublin"? Now, you must excuse the question, but who is "The Duchess of Dublin"? and what have I to do with "The Duchess of Dublin"?
Sharpset. Consarn it, mister, are you a fool?
Dr. A. Now gently, friend. Be calm, be calm. (Aside.) O, he's very crazy!