Fool. Are you the doctor?
Doctor. That thou may plainly see, by my art and activity.
Fool. What's your fee to cure this poor man?
Doctor. Five pounds is my fee; but, Jack, as thou art a fool, I'll only take ten from thee.
Fool. You'll be a clever doctor if you get any.
[Aside.]
Well, how far have you travelled in doctorship?
Doctor. From the front door to the cupboard,
Cupboard to fireplace, fireplace up-stairs and into bed.
Fool. So far, and no farther?
Doctor. Yes, yes, much farther.