"Do you suppose, Horace, the doctor can help her ?" "Yes, I presume he can.

It will probably take him about five minutes," replied Master Horace, as decidedly as if he had studied medicine all his days.

"But do you suppose he'll do it for nothing?
Not if he knows it.

He'll see the carriage, and find out auntie has money; and then won't he make her pay over?
Just the way with 'em, Prue.

He's one of these doctors that's rolling in gold." "Rollin' in gold," repeated Fly, thinking how hard that must be for him, and how it would hurt.
But Horace was quite mistaken.