CHAPTER 3
BOOK VI
CHAPTER III
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When the cataplasm was ready, a scruple of decorum had unseasonably rose up in Susannah's conscience about holding the candle, whilst Slop tied it on; Slop had not treated Susannah's distemper with anodynes, -- and so a quarrel had ensued betwixt them.
-- -- Oh! oh! -- -- -said Slop, casting a glance of undue freedom in Susannah's face, as she declined the office; -- -- -then, I think I know you, madam -- -- -You know me, Sir! cried Susannah fastidiously, and with a toss of her head, levelled evidently, not at his profession, but at the doctor himself, -- -- -you know me! cried Susannah again.
