Albert Sir, what service can equal yours? Heaven itself, effortlessly, sent this person here—expressly to oblige me.
Worthy I won't guarantee this profound science. You know that these people come from all over like Gypsies, carrying treasured remedies for all sorts of ills. It's much, if they don't claim to have resuscitated the dead; but if one can judge what he can do from what he told me—this is the man for your business. He only wants to wait till sundown. If you wish it, you may test him. Thus, I discharge my duty as a friend.
Albert Sir, I am persuaded of his merit. Everyday we see how this sort of man learns secrets from traveling the world over.
(Enter Jenny.)
Jenny Ah, heaven! You are about to witness another perfect folly. If it continues, you'll have to tie her up.
(Enter Arabella, her hair is completely grey, her clothes disheveled.)
Arabella Good day, sweet friends, God protect ye, my children! Well, what is it? How do you spend your time? May heaven send you health for a long time, and keep you strong and happy. Sorrow's no good and frets the spirit. You have to enjoy yourself, and it's I who say it.
Worthy In spite of her age, I find her charming. One can still look for the return of youth.
Arabella Ho! You look at me—you are amazed to find me so young with grey hair. I feel better than all of you: I take four meals a day, and I read without glasses. I drink rum, or whatever is available, stale or fresh. I drink it to the last drop—and I never mix it with water. I genteelly empty my two bottles.
Jenny
Plague!