At last, one of them was sent for in great haste, his patient grew worse and worse: when he came, he affirmed that it was a gross mistake, and that she was never in a fairer way.

Bring hither the salve, says he, and give her a plentiful draught of my cordial.

As he was applying his ointments, and administering the cordial, the patient gave up the ghost, to the great confusion of the quack, and the great joy of Bull and his friends.

The quack flung away out of the house in great disorder, and swore there was foul play, for he was sure his medicines were infallible.

Mrs.Bull having died without any signs of repentance or devotion, the clergy would hardly allow her a Christian burial.