Toi. You are quite right.
Mr. Pur. I declare to you that I break off all intercourse with you.
Arg. It is my brother....
Mr. Pur. That I will have no more connection with you.
Toi. You will do quite right.
Mr. Pur. And to end all association with you, here is the deed of gift which I made to my nephew in favour of the marriage. (He tears the document, and throws the pieces about furiously.)
Arg. It is my brother who has done all the mischief.
Mr. Pur. To despise my clyster!
Arg. Let it be brought, I will take it directly.
Mr. Pur. I would have cured you in a very short time.