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It must cut up your time so much." "Not at all, Mr Gresham; not at all," said the Barchester doctor, rising up on his toes proudly as he spoke. "A person of your mother's importance, you know! I should be happy to go any distance to see her." "Ah! but, Dr Fillgrave, we cannot allow that." "Mr Gresham, don't mention it."
"Who's that funny little man sitting there, next but one to Mr de Courcy? I never saw such a queer fellow in my life." "Don't you know old Bolus? Well, I thought every one in Barsetshire knew Bolus; you especially should do so, as he is such a dear friend of Dr Thorne." "A dear friend of Dr Thorne?" "Yes; he was apothecary at Scarington in the old days, before Dr Fillgrave came into vogue.
"I'm d if I do. Do you think I can't have a bottle of brandy in my room without swigging?" "I think you'll be less likely to swig it if you can't get at it." Sir Roger made another angry turn in his bed as well as his half-paralysed limbs would let him; and then, after a few moments' peace, renewed his threats with increased violence. "Yes; I'll have Fillgrave over here.
Man's a worm; and when a doctor gets un on his hook, he is sure to angle for the devil with the bait augh!" "What! you really think that damned fellow, Fillgrave, is keeping me on in this way?" "Is he a fool, to give up three phials a day, 4s. 6d. item, ditto, ditto?" cried the Corporal, as if astonished at the question; "but don't you feel yourself getting a deal better every day?
It must be borne in mind that he had no conception whatever that Sir Roger had declined to see the physician for whom he had sent; none whatever that the physician was now about to return, fee-less, to Barchester. Dr Thorne and Dr Fillgrave were doubtless well-known enemies.
Now Dr Fillgrave dearly loved a five-pound fee. What physician is so unnatural as not to love it? He dearly loved a five-pound fee; but he loved his dignity better. He was angry also; and like all angry men, he loved his grievance. He felt that he had been badly treated; but if he took the money he would throw away his right to indulge in any such feeling.
"Well, no; I hope not in danger, Mr Gresham. I certainly believe I may be justified in expressing a hope that she is not in danger. Her state is, no doubt, rather serious rather serious as Dr Century has probably told you;" and Dr Fillgrave made a bow to the old man, who sat quiet in one of the dining-room arm-chairs.
Then did Dr Fillgrave seem to grow out of his boots, so suddenly did he take upon himself sundry modes of expansive attitude; to grow out of his boots and to swell upwards, till his angry eyes almost looked down on Lady Scatcherd, and each erect hair bristled up towards the heavens. "This is very singular, very singular, Lady Scatcherd; very singular, indeed; very singular; quite unusual.
"Well, doctor," said the squire, "I have not any grounds on which to doubt your judgement." Dr Fillgrave bowed, but with the stiffest, slightest inclination which a head could possibly make. He rather thought that Mr Gresham had no ground for doubting his judgement. "Nor do I." The doctor bowed, and a little, a very little less stiffly. "But, doctor, I think that something ought to be done."
In the mean time, Dr Fillgrave and Mr Rerechild were doing their best; and poor Miss Trefoil sat at the head of her father's bed, longing, as in such cases daughters do long, to be allowed to do something to show her love; if it were only to chafe his feet with her hands, or wait in menial offices on those autocratic doctors; anything so that now in the time of need she might be of use.
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