She had heard all from Mattie, but was not satisfied until all had been told her again from the doctor's lips. He still spoke of the chances for and against success.
Presently, and before he had concluded, Mr. Geoffry Hinchford was ushered into the room and introduced to the ladies there.
After a bow of the old-fashioned school, he said—
"This young lady," indicating Mattie, "I have had the pleasure of seeing before. Some years ago, when she thought I had a design to rob a shop in Suffolk Street. Am I right, Miss Gray?"
He spoke in jest, but Mattie responded gravely enough. It was no time for jesting, and she thought that Mr. Geoffry Hinchford's remarks were strangely mal-ápropos. His manner changed, when he faced Doctor Bario in his turn.
"You most cure this patient, sir, and name your own terms. My son and I will chance your breaking the bank."
"You are good—very," said the pleased doctor, "and I am much obliged."
"We shall have him at his old post, I hope, ladies," said he, veering round to the fair sex again. "A banking-house is his proper sphere—he will rise to greatness with a fair chance. I do not know any man who deserves greatness better—a true man of business—what a contrast to his poor father!"
Maurice had withdrawn, and now returned again.
"He is ready to see the ladies now; keep him up, please, and speak cheerfully of the future—that's right, doctor, I believe?"