Dr. G. Ask him in, Cato.
Enter Mr. Campbell, R.
Dr. G. Good morning, Mr. Campbell. Be seated.
Mr. Campbell. Good morning, doctor. The same to you, Mrs. Gaines. Fine morning, this.
Mrs. G. Yes, sir; beautiful day.
Mr. C. Well, doctor, I’ve come to engage you for my family physician. I am tired of Dr. Jones. I’ve lost another very valuable nigger under his treatment; and, as my old mother used to say, “change of pastures makes fat calves.”
Dr. G. I shall be most happy to become your doctor. Of course, you want me to attend to your niggers, as well as to your family?
Mr. C. Certainly, sir. I have twenty-three servants. What will you charge me by the year?
Dr. G. Of course, you’ll do as my other patients do, send your servants to me when they are sick, if able to walk?
Mr. C. Oh, yes; I always do that.