"Have you been here before?"
"No, mum."
"You will have to pay the fee in advance."
"What's that, please?"
"Ten dollars."
"Ten?"
The clerk tapped irritably on her desk with her pencil.
"Yes, ten dollars for the first visit; five after that; operations from fifty to five hundred."
The woman clutched tightly a small reticule. "I hain't the money!" she exclaimed at last. "I thought it would be two dollars."
"You'll have to go to the hospital, then."