Bob. I say, Dick, wont you go into the smoking room? I’ll join you as soon as I can leave my wife.
Dick. Oh, certainly, I’m awful sorry! Can’t I be of any use?
Dr. Just one moment, Mr. Slightly. Take this prescription to be filled at once! Make haste! Dose every half hour, till patient finds relief. Miss Alice, wet a cloth with vinegar and place it on her forehead. The solar plexus is dangerously disturbed.
Mrs. N. That’s an anatomy I never heerd tell of.
Alice. Robert, I wish to speak with you, if Mr. Plyer will step into the smoking room meanwhile.
Dick. Certainly! At your service. (Bows politely, exit D. F.)
Bob. (Going with A., L.) Excuse me a moment, Dr.
Dr. (To Mrs. N.) A word with you, madam. (They come down C. so Mrs. S. can not hear.) You appear for some reason to excite the patient. You had better go at once.
Mrs. N. Oh, I kin take a hint.