"Do you think he was right?" shot out Kennedy quickly, eying Dr.
Ross keenly.

"No, emphatically, no; he was not right," replied the doctor,
meeting Craig's scrutiny without flinching. "Mrs. Maitland," he
went on more slowly as if carefully weighing every word, "belongs
to a large and growing class of women in whom, to speak frankly,
sex seems to be suppressed. She is a very handsome and attractive
woman--you have seen her? Yes? You must have noticed, though, that
she is really frigid, cold, intellectual."

The doctor was so sharp and positive about his first statement and
so careful in phrasing the second that I, at least, jumped to the
conclusion that Maitland might have been right, after all. I
imagined that Kennedy, too, had his suspicions of the doctor.

"Have you ever heard of or used cobra venom in any of your medical
work?" he asked casually.

Dr. Ross wheeled in his chair, surprised.

"Why, yes," he replied quickly. "You know that it is a test for
blood diseases, one of the most recently discovered and used
parallel to the old tests. It is known as the Weil cobra-venom
test."

"Do you use it often?"

"N--no," he replied. "My practice ordinarily does not lie in that
direction. I used it not long ago, once, though. I have a patient