Dr. I’ll not hold. I am the victim of a hoax. Your wife is not sick at all.
Bob. (Nettled.) Why didn’t you find that out at first, then?
Enter Dick.
Dick. Yes, the eye of science, solar plexus, vinegar and water, etc. (laughs). That’s great stuff. There’s nothing like science.
Dr. You are offensive, sir. I’ll have nothing to say to you. (To Bob.) Now, Mr. Slightly, your conduct is most inexcusable.
Bob. But I’m trying to explain that it was all a little joke between my wife and her sister. She was only pretending.
Dr. (Pompously.) And I am to be the victim of other people’s jokes. You shall pay for this, sir.
Bob. Send in your bill.
Dr. Bill! Who cares for the paltry fee! My professional feelings have been outraged. The profession is not to be trifled with. Mr. Slightly, I’ve a mind to sue you for damages.
Bob. A fig for your dignity!