I’ve not been very well lately, and I thought I’d like to see a doctor. [To Dickie.] Will you treat me?
Dickie.
I’ll do anything I can for you.
Mrs. Fergusson.
But it must be really a professional visit. You know, I want to pay.
Penelope.
Oh, nonsense, Dickie couldn’t dream of accepting money from one of my friends.
Mrs. Fergusson.
No, I’ve got the strictest principles on that point. I think it’s too bad of people to want a doctor to treat them for nothing. I really insist on paying the usual fee.
Dickie.