Lucy. (Slowly approaching Mrs. L.) All this woman needs is exercise, and I must give her exercise. (Imitating shaking.)
Aunt M. (Jumping into chair.) Massy sakes! this is a raving lunatic.
Mrs. L. (Starts up.) Come, come, young woman, this is quite enough.
Alice. You musn’t touch my mother.
Aunt M. That gal’s a Shaker; I know she is.
Lucy. (Still approaching her.) To shake this woman—to shake this woman!
Mrs. L. This woman declines being shaken. I’ll do all the shaking myself. (Seizes Lucy and shakes her.) What do you mean by such conduct? Who are you? (Shakes her again, which shakes off her “front” and hat.) Lucy Aiken! Why, what does this mean?
Lucy. That I have turned physician, owing to the extraordinary inducements held out in an advertisement entitled “No Cure, no Pay.”
Mrs. L. What?
Alice. Yes, mother, I thought it a pity to waste money in advertising when we had three such good female physicians in the neighborhood.