"A doctor, like a priest," he used to declare, "should keep himself unmarried.

His bride is medicine." And he disliked to see what he called PHILANDERING going on in his hospital.

It may have been on that account that I avoided speaking much of Hilda Wade thenceforth before him.
He looked in casually next day to see the patient.

"She will die," he said, with perfect assurance, as we passed down the ward together.
"Operation has taken too much out of her." "Still, she has great recuperative powers," Hilda answered.

"They all have in her family, Professor.