P. D. The first day you were here.
(Exit P. D. as Dr. Randall enters L. He is evidently very much excited. He holds in his hand a copy of the “Post.”)
Dr. R. (pointing to an item). Did you write that?
Ed. (coolly). Yes. I hope it suits you.
Dr. R. Suits me! Confound your impudence! Suits me! What do you mean by that, sir?
Ed. You seem angry—why, I am at a loss to guess.
Dr. R. Sir, in noticing my medicine, you have insulted me.
Ed. (surprised). In noticing your medicine! How?
Dr. R. (placing paper within two inches of Ed.’s nose, he repeats), “He says it will cure the most obstinate case of dyspepsia. Perhaps it may.” I demand an explanation, sir.
Ed. (stepping back). It is very easily given. I only intended to say, that personally I had no experience of the matter, and not being able to speak positively, I said “perhaps!”