Meanwhile, I had made some inquiries as to the moral character of his favourite clairvoyants.

I imagined that I had learned enough to justify me in treating them as flagrant cheats, and himself as their egregious dupe.
Low Town soon ranged itself, with very few exceptions, on my side.

The Hill at first seemed disposed to rally round its insulted physician, and to make the dispute a party question, in which the Hill would have been signally worsted, when suddenly the same lady paramount, who had secured to Dr.Lloyd the smile of the Eminence, spoke forth against him, and the Eminence frowned.
"Dr.Lloyd," said the Queen of the Hill, "is an amiable creature, but on this subject decidedly cracked.

Cracked poets may be all the better for being cracked,--cracked doctors are dangerous.

Besides, in deserting that old-fashioned routine, his adherence to which made his claim to the Hill's approbation, and unsettling the mind of the Hill with wild revolutionary theories, Dr.Lloyd has betrayed the principles on which the Hill itself rests its social foundations.