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Dr. Ross, I found to my surprise, was rather better
known than I had supposed, both as a specialist and as a man about
town. He seemed to have risen rapidly in his profession as
physician to the ills of society's nerves.
I was amazed after dinner to find Kennedy doing nothing at all.
"What's the matter?" I asked. "Have you struck a snag?"
"No," he replied slowly, "I was only waiting. I told them to be
here between half-past eight and nine."
"Who?" I queried.
"Dr. Leslie," he answered. "He has the authority to compel the
attendance of Mrs. Maitland, Dr. Ross, and Masterson."
The quickness with which he had worked out a case which was, to
me, one of the most inexplicable he had had for a long time, left
me standing speechless.
One by one they dropped in during the next half-hour, and, as
usual, it fell to me to receive them and smooth over the rough
edges which always obtruded at these little enforced parties in
the laboratory.
Dr. Leslie and Dr. Ross were the first to arrive. They had not
come together, but had met at the door.


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