_Scene:_ _The house of_ Judge Hallers. _Also of_ Mr. ARTHUR BOURCHIER;
_that is to say, The Garrick._
_Doctor Ferrier_ (_professionally_). Now tell me the symptoms. Where do
you feel the pain?
_Judge Hallers._ At the back of the head. I've never been myself since I
fell off my bicycle. My memory goes.
_Ferrier._ Ah, I know what you want. Open your mouth. (_Inserts
thermometer._) This will cure you ... Good heavens, he's swallowed it!
_Hallers._ There you are, that's what I mean. I thought it was asparagus
for the moment. Haven't you another one on you?
_Ferrier._ Tut, tut, this is very singular. (_Makes another effort to
grapple with it._) What books have you been reading lately?
_Hallers._ One about Dual Personality. It's all rubbish.
_Ferrier_ (_quoting from the programme with an air of profound
knowledge_). Cases showing prevalence of this mental disorder are to be
found everywhere. (_Gets up._) Well, well, I will come round to-morrow
with another thermometer. Good night.
[_Exit._
_Hallers._ Dual personality--nonsense! (_A spasm seizes him. He scowls
at the audience, ties a muffler round his neck and loses his identity._)
Gr-r-r-r! Waugh-waugh! Gr-r-r-r-r! Przemysl!
[_Exit growling._