DR. ROSY.
Ay, don’t you think he is, madam?

MRS. BRIDGET CREDULOUS.
Oh! ’tis in vain to conceal it!—Indeed, lovee, you are as big again as you were this morning.

JUSTICE CREDULOUS.
Yes, I feel it now—I’m poisoned!—Doctor, help me, for the love of justice! Give me life to see my murderer hanged.

DR. ROSY.
What?

JUSTICE CREDULOUS.
I’m poisoned, I say!

DR. ROSY.
Speak out!

JUSTICE CREDULOUS.
What! can’t you hear me?

DR. ROSY.
Your voice is so low and hollow, as it were, I can’t hear a word you say.

JUSTICE CREDULOUS.
I’m gone then!—Hic jacet, many years one of his majestu’s justices!

MRS. BRIDGET CREDULOUS.
Read, doctor!—Ah, lovee, the will!—Consider, my life, how soon you will be dead.