DR. ROSY.
Poor Dolly!
LIEUTENANT O’CONNOR.
’Tis past twelve.
DR. ROSY.
Inhuman dropsy!
LIEUTENANT O’CONNOR.
The justice will wait.
DR. ROSY.
Cropped in her prime!
LIEUTENANT O’CONNOR.
For heaven’s sake, come!
DR. ROSY.
Well, flesh is grass.
LIEUTENANT O’CONNOR.
O, the devil!
DR. ROSY.
We must all die—
LIEUTENANT O’CONNOR.
Doctor!