Mrs. Judd, Gilbert's Maid:
I've made you some beef tea, Mr. Gilbert.
Gilbert:
Take it away.
Mrs. Judd, Gilbert's Maid:
You've not had anything since yesterday afternoon, sir.
Gilbert:
Take it away.
Mrs. Judd, Gilbert's Maid:
You can't work on an empty stomach.
Gilbert:
I can't work at all, Mrs. Judd, if I'm being constantly pestered by interfering women with hot beef tea, cold compresses, mustard poultices, and excessive attacks of philanthropic zeal.
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