He was a very good fellow, and an admirable whist player; and I do not think the members of our little colony drew a sufficiently sharp line of division between his social and his professional qualifications.

He was, as I have said, essentially a man of the (even then) old school, and retained the old-fashioned general practitioners phraseology.

I remember his once mortally disgusting an unhappy dyspeptic old lady by asking her, "Do we go to our dinner with glee ?" As if the poor soul had ever done anything with glee! This gentleman had bled my mother, and had appointed another bleeding for the evening.

I believe she would assuredly have died if that had been done, and I attribute to Lord Holland the saving of her.

Her doctor had very wrongly resisted the calling in of other English advice, professional jealousy, and indeed enmity, running high just then among us.