Alice. (Imitating.) Hay?
Mrs. L. Why, Alice! have you been concerned in this too? Do you know it was very wrong to deceive your mother in this way?
Alice. Perhaps it was, mother; but I think you are better for the very singular treatment you have met with.
Aunt M. Law, child, what are you thinking of? You have been standing nearly five minutes.
Mrs. L. And I propose to stand five minutes more, for the purpose of thanking these young ladies for the very excellent manner in which they have treated my complaint. Ah, Lucy, that little touch of the old life you gave me has awakened my slumbering energies. I think I shall be able to go about and do a portion of that duty which is given the rich to perform—succor the needy and relieve the distressed. In such employment I need fear no return of my complaint. But how can I reward you?
Alice. Remember your promise; five hundred dollars—
Lucy. Which we gladly renounce, looking for reward in the approval of our friends here.
Mrs. L. But will they grant it? If, like me, in your practice they have found a cure for idle complainings, they certainly will; if not, you must all remember the conditions—No Cure, No Pay.