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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    Cranny* The worft Perfons you could have gone to: They are generally mighty rigid in thefe Points, and arc for keeping clofe to the Letter of the Law. Your At¬ torneys are the only People to have recourfe to in fudi Cafes. We are always provided with Expedients to pals gently over the Law, and make that legal which is not juft j we know how to fmooth the Difficulties of an Affair 5 and ftudy the Law for no other purpofe, but to elude it. Without this, alas! where ffiould we be? If we were not to make ufe of a little Dex¬ terity now and then, our Profeflion would not be worth a Groat. Sir Cred. Why truly, my Wife told me, Sir, that you was a very ingenious honeft Man. Cranny. Ay, ay, Sir, I am acquainted with the Back- Door of the Law* I know the By-ways there are of leading a Confciencej leave it to me, and I’ll dilpofe Matters for you, any way you’d have ’em. Lady Hip. Alas! my Dear, don’t torment your felf any more about it. If you fhould be taken away, my Child, I’ll no longer ftay in the World. Sir Cred. My poor Dear! Lady Hip. Life will be nothing worth to me them Sir Cred. My Soul! Lady Hip. I’ll follow thee to let thee fee the Ten- dernefs I have for thee. \JViping her Eyes* Sir Cred. My Dove, thou breakeli my Heart, Pr’ythee be comforted. Cranny. Thefe Tears are unfeafonable. Madamy things are not yet come to that. Sir Cred. All that grieves me if I die, my Joy, is that I never had a Child by thee-—-Dr. Mummy promis’d me that I fhould have one. Lady Hip. Oh! Sir Cred. Come, Mr. Cranny, let us proceed to Bu¬ ll riels. But by way of Precaution, my Love, I’ll put into your Hands Five Thoufand Guinea?, and as much more in Notes, which I have hid behind the Wainfcot. Lady Hip#