Doctor Wybrow was only conscious of a sense of disappointment.
Was this the rare case that he had anticipated, judging rashly
by appearances? Was the new patient only a hypochondriacal woman,
whose malady was a disordered stomach and whose misfortune was a
weak brain? 'Why do you come to me?' he asked sharply. 'Why don't
you consult a doctor whose special employment is the treatment of
the insane?'
She had her answer ready on the instant.
'I don't go to a doctor of that sort,' she said, 'for the very
reason that he is a specialist: he has the fatal habit of judging
everybody by lines and rules of his own laying down. I come to you,
because my case is outside of all lines and rules, and because you are
famous in your profession for the discovery of mysteries in disease.
Are you satisfied?'
He was more than satisfied--his first idea had been the right idea,
after all. Besides, she was correctly informed as to his
professional position. The capacity which had raised him to fame
and fortune was his capacity (unrivalled among his brethren)
for the discovery of remote disease.
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