Fer. Well, naturally, yes.
Mr. W. Ferdinand, I feel that it is my duty to help you in this worthy enterprise. I have explained why I cannot myself become a subject for your experiments; but I do think that your aunt—
Fer. My dear uncle, do you think you could induce her—
Mr. W. For Heaven's sake, do not talk of inducement, or you will spoil all. I say advisedly all. It must be done by compulsion, or say rather, tact.
Fer. Certainly, uncle, say rather, tact. Only tell me how to show tact.
Mr. W. (hurriedly). Listen. Your aunt has lately, to do her justice, suffered from neuralgia. In common with the majority of her sex, she is willing to try any absurd remedy which is suggested to her. Tell her that a drop of your fluid injected into the lobe of the right ear will cure neuralgia, and she will take it like a lamb.
Fer. Best of uncles, this is glorious. How shall I thank you?
Mr. W. I only make one condition.
Fer. And that is?
Mr. W. Don't unsuspend her until the smell of our—I mean your cigar, has passed off.