At that moment his outraged dignity and his cherished anger were worth more than a five-pound note.

He looked at it with wishful but still averted eyes, and then sternly refused the tender.
"No, madam," said he; "no, no;" and with his right hand raised with his eye-glasses in it, he motioned away the tempting paper.

"No; I should have been happy to have given Sir Roger the benefit of any medical skill I may have, seeing that I was specially called in--" "But, doctor; if the man's well, you know--" "Oh, of course; if he's well, and does not choose to see me, there's an end of it.

Should he have any relapse, as my time is valuable, he will perhaps oblige me by sending elsewhere.

Madam, good morning.
I will, if you will allow me, ring for my carriage--that is, post-chaise." "But, doctor, you'll take the money; you must take the money; indeed you'll take the money," said Lady Scatcherd, who had now become really unhappy at the idea that her husband's unpardonable whim had brought this man with post-horses all the way from Barchester, and that he was to be paid nothing for his time nor costs.
"No, madam, no.