oftener than that. You see, most people get well all right if
they are careful and you give them a little sensible advice. And
the medicine really did them good. Parrish's Chemical Food:
phosphates, you know. One tablespoonful to a twelve-ounce bottle
of water: nothing better, no matter what the case is.

RIDGEON. Redpenny: make a note of Parrish's Chemical Food.

SCHUTZMACHER. I take it myself, you know, when I feel run down.
Good-bye. You dont mind my calling, do you? Just to congratulate
you.

RIDGEON. Delighted, my dear Loony. Come to lunch on Saturday next
week. Bring your motor and take me down to Hertford.

SCHUTZMACHER. I will. We shall be delighted. Thank you. Good-bye.
[He goes out with Ridgeon, who returns immediately].

REDPENNY. Old Paddy Cullen was here before you were up, to be the
first to congratulate you.

RIDGEON. Indeed. Who taught you to speak of Sir Patrick Cullen as
old Paddy Cullen, you young ruffian?

REDPENNY. You never call him anything else.

RIDGEON. Not now that I am Sir Colenso. Next thing, you fellows
will be calling me old Colly Ridgeon.

REDPENNY. We do, at St. Anne's.