MAID (who knows that male visitors should be impressed at once). This way, sir; I shall see whether Dr. Bodie is disengaged.
BODIE (doggedly). Miss Bodie.
MAID (with firm sweetness). Dr. Bodie, sir. What name shall I say?
BODIE (wincing). Mr. Bodie. Her brother.
MAID (unmoved). I shall tell Dr. Bodie, sir.
BODIE (a fighter to the last). Miss Bodie.
MAID. Dr. Bodie, sir.
(He is surveying the room with manly disapproval when his sister appears and greets him. She is all that the policeman has said of her, and more; if we did not have a heroine already we would choose DR. BODIE. At the same time it cannot be denied that she is enough to make any brother wince. For instance, immediately she has passed him the time of day, she seems to be considering his case. Perhaps this is because she has caught him frowning at her stethescope. There is certainly a twinkle somewhere about her face. Before he can step back indignantly she raises one of his eyelids and comes to a conclusion.)
DR. BODIE. Oh dear! Well, Dick, it’s entirely your own fault.