Mad. P. Excuse me, it is worth twice the money. I ought to charge ten dollars. The materials are very costly, and the secret is invaluable.
Miss McF. I’ll take a jar! (Gives money.)
Mad. P. (Smiling.) Anything else?
Miss McF. No, that is, yes, my sister has a wart on her nose, which disfigures her slightly!
Mad. P. That can easily be removed.
Miss McF. Will it leave a scar?
Mad. P. Oh dear, no! I never leave a blemish! In fact I improve on nature in her happiest moods, to such a state of perfection has my art attained.
Miss McF. (Has been writing in note book.) Will it be a painful operation?
Mad. P. Not at all! My customers actually enjoy the various processes, just as they say men enjoy being shaved and having their heads rubbed.
Miss McF. My sister may come in—(Loud screams L.) What is that? (Terrific crash back of flat. Susan drops bottle.)