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three, and I had to give it up for two years in the middle.’
‘Why?’
‘Poverty.’
Doctor South gave him an odd look and relapsed into si-
lence. At the end of dinner he got up from the table.
‘D’you know what sort of a practice this is?’
‘No,’ answered Philip.
‘Mostly fishermen and their families. I have the Union
and the Seamen’s Hospital. I used to be alone here, but since
they tried to make this into a fashionable sea-side resort a
man has set up on the cliff, and the well-to-do people go to
him. I only have those who can’t afford to pay for a doctor
at all.’
Philip saw that the rivalry was a sore point with the old
man.
‘You know that I have no experience,’ said Philip.
‘You none of you know anything.’
He walked out of the room without another word and left
Philip by himself. When the maid came in to clear away she
told Philip that Doctor South saw patients from six till sev-
en. Work for that night was over. Philip fetched a book from
his room, lit his pipe, and settled himself down to read. It
was a great comfort, since he had read nothing but medical
books for the last few months. At ten o’clock Doctor South
came in and looked at him. Philip hated not to have his feet
up, and he had dragged up a chair for them.
‘You seem able to make yourself pretty comfortable,’ said
Doctor South, with a grimness which would have disturbed
Philip if he had not been in such high spirits.

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