The mother-in-law, or, The doctor the disease : a comedy.

  • James Miller
Date:
1734
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Credit: The mother-in-law, or, The doctor the disease : a comedy. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    Edina. Since you knew that, Primrofe, why did not you begin to talk of him firft, and fpare me the pains of forcing thee upon it? Prim. You don’t give me Time to do it: You are fo very induilrious in that Point, ,’tis a hard Matter to be beforehand with you. Belina. I own, that I can never be tir’d of fuch an agreeable Subject 5 and, as you are the only Perfon I dare difcover my Inclinations to- Prim. True: Come then, you fhall have a breath¬ ing Bout——begin prefently tho’, and be as fhort as poflible, for your Father, you know, at this time of Day, is wanting fome Slop or other every Moment j and if he were to take but a Bafon of Gruel lefs than his Doctors prefcribe him, the very Thoughts of it Would kill him. Come, what would you fay ? Belina. Tell me, Primrofe, dod thou blame me for the good Opinion I have of him ? Prim. No, no, d’ye think Pm a Fool? Belina. Would you have me infenfible to all his Vows and Proteftations of AffedHcn ? Prim. Lack-a-day ! No. Belina. Pr’ythee tell me now, don’t you really think there was fomething of Deftiny in the odd Adventure that brought us acquainted ? Prim. Certainly. Belina. Was there not fomething uncommonly gen¬ teel and brave in that A£lion of relcuing me, without knowing any thing of me? Prim. True. Belina. And was it poffible for any one to make a more generous Ufe of it? Prim. Agreed. Belina. Then you can’t but think him very hand¬ le m, Primrofe ? Prim. Mod certainly. Belina. Then he talks, Primrofe, he talks like an Angel. Prim. Good.——But come, have you nothing new to fay of him? I’ve had all this fifty times over al¬ ready. , Belina.