"My advice to you is this—"
"But I haven't explained to you about the cold sweat that—"
"My advice to you is this, Sir Henry. Don't think about yourself; walk for an hour every day before breakfast, eat only two meals a day, morning and evening, take at least eight hours' rest every night, give up lounging about in your club, occupy yourself—with work for others, if possible. I believe that to be the most tonic work there is—and I see no reason why you should not be a centenarian."
"I—a centenarian?"
"Why not! There is nothing the matter with you, unless you think there is."
"Nothing—you say there is nothing the matter with me!"
"I have examined you, and that is my opinion."
The face of the patient flushed with indignation at this insult.
"I came to you to be told what was the matter."
"And I am glad to inform you nothing is the matter—with your body."