He is a clever man, is Fillgrave--in his way, you know." "I'm sure he is," said Dr Thorne.
"Not that he'd make anything of a case like this now--he's not, you know, quite--quite--perhaps not quite up to the new time of day, if one may say so." "He has had a very extensive provincial practice," said Dr Thorne.
"Oh, very--very; and made a tidy lot of money too, has Fillgrave.
He's worth six thousand pounds, I suppose; now that's a good deal of money to put by in a little town like Barchester." "Yes, indeed." "What I say to Fillgrave is this--keep your eyes open; one should never be too old to learn--there's always something new worth picking up.

But, no--he won't believe that.

He can't believe that any new ideas can be worth anything.

You know a man must go to the wall in that way--eh, doctor ?" And then again they were called to their patient.

"He's doing finely, finely," said Mr Rerechild to Lady Scatcherd.