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Rh. Where are you hurt? Is it here? (touching his head)

. No; lower.

. Here? (touching his breast)

. No; lower, lower.

. Here, then? (going downwards)

. No; lower still.

. Then, is your handsome leg broken?

. No; higher.

. Oh, my eye! my eye!

. (solus) Aye, you're right enough; it is my eye, and Betty Martin too. (jumping up, and dancing and singing tune, "Malbroug."

The Doctor is surely an ass, sirs,

To think I'm as brittle as glass, sirs;

But I only fell down on the grass, sirs,

And my hurt—it is all my eye.

. Hollo! hollo! Doctor—what game you up to now? Have done! What you got there?

. Physic, Mr. Punch; (hits him) physic for your hurt.

. Me no like physic; it give me one headache.

. That's because you do not take enough of it. (hits him again) The more you take, the more good it will do you. (hits him)