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Rh. So you doctors always say. Try how you like it yourself.

. We never take our own physic, if we can help it. (hits him) A little more, Mr. Punch, and you will soon be well.

. Oh, Doctor! Doctor! no more, no more! enough physic for me; I am quite well now.

. Only another dose. (hits him)

. No more!—turn and turn about is all fair, you know. ( makes a desperate effort, closes with the, and after a struggle, succeeds in getting the stick from him) Now, Doctor, your turn to be physicked. (beating the )

. Hold, Mr. Punch; I don't want any physic, my good sir.

. Oh, yes, you do; you very bad; you must take it; I the doctor now. (hits him) How do you like physic? (hits) It will do you good, (hits) This will soon cure you: (hits) physic! (hits) physic! (hits) physic! (hits)

. Oh, pray, Mr. Punch, no more! one pill of that physic is a dose.

. Doctors always die when they take their own physic, (hits him) Another small dose, and you never want physic again, (hits him) There, don't you feel the physic in your inside? ( thrusts the end of the stick into the stomach; the  falls down dead, and, as before, tosses away the body with the end of his staff) He, he, he! (laughing) Now, Doctor, you may cure