under my care, a well-known club-man. He came to me originally--"

"Arnold Masterson?" asked Craig.

"Yes--how did you know his name?"

"Guessed it," replied Craig laconically, as if he knew much more
than he cared to tell. "He was a friend of Mrs. Maitland's, was he
not?"

"I should say not," replied Dr. Ross, without hesitation. He was
quite ready to talk without being urged. "Ordinarily," he
explained confidentially, "professional ethics seals my lips, but
in this instance, since you seem to know so much, I may as well
tell more."

I hardly knew whether to take him at his face value or not. Still
he went on: "Mrs. Maitland is, as I have hinted at, what we
specialists would call a consciously frigid but unconsciously
passionate woman. As an intellectual woman she suppresses nature.
But nature does and will assert herself, we believe. Often you
will find an intellectual woman attracted unreasonably to a purely
physical man--I mean, speaking generally, not in particular cases.
You have read Ellen Key, I presume? Well, she expresses it well in
some of the things she has written about affinities. Now, don't
misunderstand me," he cautioned. "I am speaking generally, not of
this individual case."

I was following Dr. Ross closely. When he talked so, he was a most
fascinating man.