Chapter 3 Secrets To Dr Sloper, the thing was a game. He slept well, he ate well. ‘This young man is trying to catch Catherine. I’ll watch and wait,’ he thought. He did not think his daughter was in danger.Morris Townsend was not rich, but that was not important. The doctor did not want Catherine to marry a rich man. ‘Two people can live on her money. She can marry a man with no money. But he must be honest and strong and have a good schooling,’ thought the doctor. ‘The next time Mr Townsend visits the house,’ said the doctor to Mrs Penniman, ‘ask him to dinner.’The dinner happened a week later. Eight people sat down to eat. The doctor watched Morris carefully. The women left the room after dinner, and then the doctor asked Morris some questions. Dr Sloper pushed the bottle of Madeira over to Morris. Morris liked the doctor’s Madeira. He thought a lot of bottles of Madeira was a good thing for a wife’s father to have. The doctor saw that this was not an ordinary young man. ‘He’s clever,’ he thought. ‘He has a very good head when he wants to use it. And he’s very handsome and he dresses well. But I don’t like him.’ The doctor listened politely to his young friend talk about countries round the world. ‘He talks well - and after a bottle of Madeira! But does he always tell the truth?’ After dinner, Morris went and spoke to Catherine. She stood by the fire in her red dress. ‘He doesn’t like me,’ said the young man. ‘You must tell him he’s wrong.’‘I never tell him he’s wrong. I won’t talk about you.’Morris Townsend’s face was angry, but Catherine did not see it. And then he smiled again. ‘Then I must try to get his good opinion.’He spoke to Mrs Penniman later in the evening. ‘He thinks I’m all wrong,’ he said. ‘That’s not important,’ she said. She gave him a sugary smile. She thought that she understood everything.‘Ah, you say the right thing!’ said Morris. Mrs Penniman was proud that she always said the right thing. The next day, the doctor saw his sister, Mrs Almond. ‘And what do you think of him?’ she asked. ‘Lavinia tells me Catherine loves him.’‘She must stop loving him. He’s not a good man. He’s vulgar. After thirty years as a student of people, I know what people are. My profession teaches me to understand people in an evening.’‘Well, perhaps you’re right. But the thing is for Catherine to see it.’‘I’ll give her some glasses.’