"Two, only."
"Who's treating them?"
"I am in charge. Mr. O'Farrell employs my services: so the pipple have not to pay anything. All the time which I am not at the Certina factory, I am here."
"Just so. And no other doctor gets in?"
"There is no call. They are quite satisfied."
"And is the Board of Health satisfied?"
The employee shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. "How is it you Americans say? 'What he does not know cannot hurt somebody.'"
"Is O'Farrell agent for all these barracks?" Dr. Surtaine inquired as they walked up the street.
"All. Many persons own, but Mr. O'Farrell is boss of all. This Number 4, Mr. Gibbs owns. He is of the great department store. You know. A ver' fine man, Mr. Gibbs."
"A very fine fool," retorted the Doctor, "to let himself get mixed up with such rotten property. Why, it's a reflection on all us men of standing."