[A silence. The Doctor enters, very grave.
Doctor. It is all right so far. We have brought him back.
Smith. [Drawing near to him.] You told me there was mental trouble with the girl.
Doctor. [Looking at him steadily.] No. I told you there was mental trouble in the family.
Smith. [After a silence.] Where is Mr. Morris Carleon?
Doctor. I have got him into bed in the next room. His sister is looking after him.
Smith. His sister! Oh, then do you believe in fairies?
Doctor. Believe in fairies? What do you mean?
Smith. At least you put the person who does believe in them in charge of the person who doesn't.
Doctor. Well, I suppose I do.