HOBSON. Eh?
DOCTOR. Any fool but one fool and that's yourself.
HOBSON. You're damned polite.
DOCTOR. If ye want flattery, I dare say ye can get it from your friend. I'm giving you ma medical opinion.
HOBSON. I want your opinion on my complaint, not on my character.
DOCTOR. Your complaint and your character are the same.
HOBSON. Then you'll kindly separate them and you'll tell me—
DOCTOR (rising and taking up hat). I'll tell you nothing, sir. I don't diagnose as my patients wish, but as my intellect and sagacity direct. Good morning to you. (Turns L.)
JIM (meeting him below table). But you have not diagnosed.
DOCTOR. Sir, if I am to interview a patient in the presence of a third party, the least that third party can do is to keep his mouth shut.