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This two-act satirical play mocks the early 20th-century medical establishment's casual approach to surgery. **Act I** depicts Mr. Jeremin, a suburban gentleman with mild fever symptoms, being alarmed by Dr. Purser's mysterious examination and vague diagnosis of possible appendicitis requiring immediate surgery by a specialist named Jington. **Act II** reveals the con: Doctors Purser and Jington are business partners engaged in a kickback scheme. They casually discuss their patient as a profit opportunity, haggling over how much to charge and how to split fees. Jington asks "how much can he stand?"—meaning how much money can they extract, not medical capacity. The satire exposes unnecessary surgery and corruption in medicine: doctors collaborating to perform lucrative operations on healthy patients, with financial motivation trumping actual medical need. This reflects genuine Progressive Era concerns about surgical overtreatment by physicians prioritizing profit over patient welfare.

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MM ®JEREMIN, 0 gen- tleman in comfort- able circumstances, occupy- ing a nice home in the suburbs, is suddenly taken ill, and his wife, much alarmed, has sent for the family phy- sician, Dr. Purser, The Doc- tor has just come in his automobile, and has entered the pa- tient’s room, Tus Doctor: Well, what have you been doing with yourself? Jeremin: [ guess it’s nothing serious. Think I have a fever. Doctor (taking his temperature and, while doing it, feeling his pulse): Yes, slightly. Move over a little (feeling his stomach), any pain there? Yes? Ah! How long has this been coming on? Jexemin (by this time rather alarmed himself by the doctor’s mysterious atti- tude): Why, since yesterday, I felt all right then, Docror: Um. I'll write a temporary prescription. In the meantime— Jenestn (half rising up): What's the matter with me? Doctor: Well (slowly) there’s a possi- bility that you may have to be operated upon. Jeremin (in @ terror): What for? (Mrs. Jes in now bustles into the room, a polite smile on her face.) Mrs. Jereatin: What do you think cf him, doctor? Think he will be all right in the morning? You know, he is so busy that Jexemin: No! He says I may have to be operated upon! Mas. Jereaix (her grave) : What for? Docror: He has all the symptoms of appendicitis. Jexestin (muttering feebly to him- self): Nonsense! I don’t believe it. Mrs. Jereatn (thoroughly alarmed) : What do you think we would better do? Of course, Doctor, I have every confi- dence in you, but—— Doctor (very gently) your positiop exactly. I wouldn't. per- form the operation myself. Of course, I may be I should like to have Jington sce him, face growing I appreciate wrong; os ole A Regular Case Jerrmin and his wife (almost to- gether) Jington! Doctor: Yes, I can recommend him. T have seen his work. I consider him the best. He may decide that it isn’t necessar; Jeremin (almost reduced to a mental pulp): When—would—he—come? Doctor: Oh, there’s no time to lose! I'll get him right away, I'll bring hins back with me. Jeremin: You might telephone. Doctor (decidedly): No! That won't do. I'll go and get him—that’s bes. Expect us in a short time (holding out his hand to Mas. Jeremin). Don’t be in the least alarmed. It's nothing, nowa- days. He'll be all right in a month Simplest thing in the world. Jington does it perfectly. (He goes out.) Jeremin: I can't believe it! I don’t believe it! Yesterday I was in perfect health, Mrs, Jeresttn (also in an agony of mind): I know it. It doesn’t seem pos- sible, Jeremin (muttering): What do they know, anyway? I am not (rising decid- edly up in bed) going to have it done! Mrs. Jeremin: You must, if he says so, I have every confidence in Doctor Purser, dear. You know he is all right. We must trust some one. Why, if you didn't—think of the consequences. Be- sides (brightly) it’s so simple. They are doing it every day. Jeremin (shaking his head slowly): 1 can't believe it. Yesterday II Scene; Doctor Jixcron’s office. Ente Doctor Purser. Purser: Thought you would be here. I have a patient for you. Juxcrox : Who is it? Purser: One of mine. have to fix him up. ‘ Who is he? Guess you'll : Name’s Jeremin. (pulling out a card from a Business ? Banker. Money, I suppose? Fairly well off. Owns own home. Jixctox: Pu How much can he stand? fteen hundred. : And how much do you want? Purser: That's what I want to see you about. You ought to pay me more than you did last time. Jincton : Let's see. I charged a thou- sand and you got two hundred. What's the matter with that? Purser: You must remember that there are plenty of surgeons in the field. T know half a dozen who can do that stunt—well, of course (smiling), 1 won't say as well as you can, but almost as well. Now, I can throw a lot of cases yiar way; or I can throw them in other ways. Dillton, for example, would have paid me three hundred for that last one. Jixcron: I want to be fair. Purser: I know you do. Now, if you get fifteen hundred for this case, I think I ought to have one-third. Jixctox (firmly): Impossible! I wouldn't undertake it. I don’t have to. I am rushed to death, anyway. Purser: Suppose you get two thou- sand? Will you give me five then? Jixctox: How do you know that I can’t get two thousand? Purser: I know these people. If I say it’s all right they will pay; but if you charge two thousand and I hint that it’s too much they will go elsewhere. The whole thing is in my hands. Jixcton: It establishes a bad prece- dent. Purse Not necessarily. I don't know everybody as well as I do these people. Besides, I wouldn't ask it in every case; but I want to take my family to Bermuda this year and I'd like to do it in this way. Jixcton: Well, all right. you want me to come? Purser: Right away The Jewesuns. When do Seen Enter the to doctors. Purser: This is Doctor Jington. Jereaux: Glad to sce you, Doctor. They tell me—— (They shake hands and Jixctox makes his examination, last- ing some five minutes.) Jixctox (cheerfully): You are right. I'll fx you up in no time. Mns, Jeresin: You think, then, that it is necessary? Jixctox (decidedly): Oh, yes. You see, a septic condition might set in at any time. He has a temperature now. But we have taken. it in time. Jeremix: When would you— Jixcrox: Ob, this afternoon. You (turning to Purser) can arrange for a room at the hospital? Purser: Certainly—in a case like this. Jenemsy (soho, in spite of the fact that he is not up to his usual mark, has had att comicbooks.com