That, of course, was quite intolerable." "There was worse besides that," said Dr.O'Donoghue gloomily.
"He had it put out against the doctor," said Doyle, "that old Biddy Finnegan died for the want of proper medical attendance, and her a woman of near ninety, that was bound to die any way, and would have died sooner, most likely, if the doctor hadn't let her alone the way he did." "That old woman," said the doctor, "wasn't neglected.

She had a bottle by her, when she died, that I sent out to her less than a week before, and she hadn't the half of it drunk.

What's more, I wouldn't have minded a bit if Simpkins had had any right to be interfering; but he hadn't.
Thady Flanagan--that's married to old Biddy's grand-daughter--was contented enough with the way she died, and asked me civilly would I have any objection to his taking home the half-bottle of medicine for the use of one of his own children.

What I say is, that if the woman's own relations had no complaint to make, what business had Simpkins to be putting in his oar?
What aggravated me was that kind of gratuitous and unnecessary interfering." "I quite see your point," said Meldon.

"It's--" "You've only heard the half of it," said Doyle.