texts: I'm afraid I'll have to give up medicine, Dr. MacFarlane. </s> <s> You're made for a doctor, young man! </s> <s> I'm afraid I have to, sir.  You see, my father is vicar at Thrums -- it's a small parish -- not much of a living --
labels: You're too good a man, Fettes -- I'll not let you quit.  I'll make an assistant of you -- that'll pay your keep and your tuition, too --