MRS. BRIDGET CREDULOUS.
[Reads.] And though disappointed of my designs upon your daughter, I have still the satisfaction of knowing I am revenged on her unnatural father; for this morning, in your chocolate, I had the pleasure to administer to you a dose of poison!—Mercy on us!
JUSTICE CREDULOUS.
No tricks, Bridget; come, you know it is not so; you know it is a lie.
MRS. BRIDGET CREDULOUS.
Read it yourself.
JUSTICE CREDULOUS.
[Reads.] Pleasure to administer a dose of poison!—Oh, horrible! Cut-throat villain!—Bridget!
MRS. BRIDGET CREDULOUS.
Lovee, stay, here’s a postscript.—[Reads.] N.B. ’Tis not in the power of medicine to save you.
JUSTICE CREDULOUS.
Odds my life, Bridget! why don’t you call for help? I’ve lost my voice.—My brain is giddy—I shall burst, and no assistance.— John!—Laury!—John!
MRS. BRIDGET CREDULOUS.
You see, lovee, what you have brought on yourself.
Re-enter SERVANT.
SERVANT.
Your worship!
JUSTICE CREDULOUS.
Stay, John; did you perceive anything in my chocolate cup this morning?