This is going to be a weird one.
“Nothing?” I raised my brows. “Then how does he expect to make his pile?” I held up my hand, to forestall more disquieting looks. “I mean nothing insinuating by that, Georgie. Even an honest entrepreneur needs to generate an income. What is this good doctor’s method?”
Fortunately (I would later realize, just how fortunately), Georgie had thoroughly taken hold again of his usual good mood. “Oh, he has some ways. There is a book, of course…”
“Of course,” I murmured.
“…and his lectures are well-attended. A ticket for one is quite the ‘get’ right now, in fact. Worth it, though: the man is a mesmerizing speaker. He has a way of explaining his Method that makes it so easy to understand, and almost as simple to follow. You’ll feel that he’s speaking to you, Harry…” Georgie shook himself slightly. “Forgive me: Doctor Rypmaw is an amazing hypnotist. I’ve seen him enthrall an entire room. Wonderful stuff, wonderful!
“He also offers consultations for a select number of individuals. A session with him is even harder to acquire; I’ve yet to manage one myself. Once a person’s on his list, it’s the very Devil to convince some of them to get off it.”