Presently feet were heard upon the stairs, the moneylender hurried out, there was a sound of whispering, and he returned with a large, fat, greasy-looking man, clad in a much worn frock-coat, and a very dilapidated top hat.
"Doctor Proudie, gentlemen," said Mr.Metaxa.
The doctor bowed, smiled, whipped off his hat, and produced his stethoscope from its interior with the air of a conjurer upon the stage.
"Which of these gentlemen am I to examine ?" he asked, blinking from one to the other of them.

"Ah, it is you! Only your waistcoat! You need not undo your collar.

Thank you! A full breath! Thank you! Ninety-nine! Thank you! Now hold your breath for a moment.

Oh, dear, dear, what is this I hear ?" "What is it then ?" asked the Admiral coolly.
"Tut! tut! This is a great pity.

Have you had rheumatic fever ?" "Never." "You have had some serious illness ?" "Never." "Ah, you are an admiral.