'All Hollingford had been disturbed to its foundations by the intelligence that Mr Hall, the skilful doctor, who had attended them all their days, was going to take a partner. It was no use reasoning to them on the subject [...] Mr Hall had told his faithful patients that, even with the strongest spectacles, his sight was not to be depended upon [...] But, blind and deaf, and rheumatic as he might be, he was still Mr Hall the doctor who could heal all their ailments - unless they died meanwhile — and he had no right to speak of growing old, and taking a partner.'
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