ACT II.
SCENE I. A room in the Cottage.
Agatha, Cottager, his Wife, and Frederick diſcovered — AGATHA reclined upon a wooden bench, Frederick leaning over her.
Frederick.
GOOD people have you nothing to give her? Nothing that’s nouriſhing.
Wife.
Run, huſband, run, and fetch a bottle of wine from the landlord of the inn.
Frederick.
No, no—his wine is as bad as his heart: ſhe has drank ſome of it, which I am afraid has turned to poiſon."
Cottager.
Suppoſe, wife, you look for a new-laid egg?
Wife.
Or a drop of brandy, huſband—that moſtly cures me.
Frederick.
Do you hear, mother—will you, mother? [Agatha makes a ſign with her hand as if ſhe could not take any thing.] She will not. Is there no doctor in this neighbourhood?
Wife.
At the end of the village there lives a horſe-doctor. I have never heard of any-other.
Fre-