. The complete works of Henry Fielding, esq., with an essay on the life, genius and achievement of the author. of me?,s. What! do you deny your being a physician (iORY. And the devil take me, if I am. You are no ph)sician? Gregory. May I be poxed, if I am. [They heat him.] Oh! Oh! Dear gentlemen; Oh! for Heavens sake; I am a physician, and an apothecary too, if youll have had rather be any thing than be knocked o the head, James. Dear sir. I ed to see you come to your senses; I ask pardon t( ud times for what you have forced us to do. Gregory. Perhaps I am deceived myself, and am
. The complete works of Henry Fielding, esq., with an essay on the life, genius and achievement of the author. of me?,s. What! do you deny your being a physician (iORY. And the devil take me, if I am. You are no ph)sician? Gregory. May I be poxed, if I am. [They heat him.] Oh! Oh! Dear gentlemen; Oh! for Heavens sake; I am a physician, and an apothecary too, if youll have had rather be any thing than be knocked o the head, James. Dear sir. I ed to see you come to your senses; I ask pardon t( ud times for what you have forced us to do. Gregory. Perhaps I am deceived myself, and am a phy-sician without knowing it. But, dear gentlemen, are youcertain Im a physician? James. Yes, the greatest physician in the world. Gregory. Indeed! Harry. A physician that has cured all sorts of dis-tempers I have! i^i- 0 wmnau walk about the roomaf u cii-ia upon Its legs immediately after ue curates wife, who was dumb, talk hhall have content, my masterw land. r I will demand? iMwr:, i ,ooi rj/;:,ofijoqn n;; .anohiilq R njE 1 : namalJnaO ^rf art) o b^jlootrA ad nfirij gnirfj^nB ad. ^fi^.r^ ^ THE DUMB LADY CURED 153 James. You may depend upon it. Gregory. I am a physician, without doubt. 1 had forgot it, but I begin to recollect myself.—Well—and whatis the distemper I am to cure ? James. My young mistress, sir, has lost her tongue. Gregory. The devil take me if I have found it! But come, gentlemen, if I must go with you, I must havea physicians habit; for a physician can no more prescribewithout a full wig than without a fee. ^Exeunt. SCENE VI. Dorcas. [ I dont remember my heart has gone so pit-a-pat with joy a long while. Eevenge is surely the most delicious morsel the devil ever dropt into the mouthof a woman. And this is a revenge which costs nothing;for, alack-a-day! to jjlant horns upon a husbands head ismore dangerous than is imagined: Odd! I had a nar-row escape when I met with this fool; the bes: of my marketwas over, and I began to grow
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