One night at a theatre a man who bad dined rather too well stood up in his scat right smack in the middle of the play and cried: “Is there a doctor in the house?" The actors faltered slightly, but the play bravely went on, although it was a bit of a .blow to Ibusc concerned. A moment later, the same man, still standing, repeated his question. At this second call, another man arose and said, “ Yes I’m a doctor," whereupon the other nearly finished off the performance for that evening by asking, in a tone of great bonhomie, " How dr you like the show, doe? "
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Evening Star, Issue 21582, 30 November 1933, Page 7
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