Mrs. L. I confess I do not see the logic of your new treatment.
Susan. Yeou don’t? Well, it does look kinder strange, but it’s the new school; and if woman is ever to find her speare, her speare must be in some new school.
Mrs. L. I shall decline following any such nonsensical prescription.
Susan. Very well, mam. If you won’t, you wont; and that’s all there is about it. So, when you’re ready to settle, I’m ready to start.
Mrs. L. (Starting up.) Ready to settle! What do you mean?
Susan. Five hundred dollars. That was your offer.
Mrs. L. No cure, no pay. What have you done?
Susan. Given you an original mode of treatment. If you do not choose to follow it, that’s not my fault.
Mrs. L. You just take your roots and herbs and your new treatment, and start out of this house, or you’ll get worse treatment.