And now, when he walked down the street in his high hat, people would say to one another, “There goes John Dolittle, M.D. ! There was a time when he was the best known doctor in the West Country—Look at him now—He hasn’t any money and his stockings are full of holes!”
But the dogs and the cats and the children still ran up and followed him through the town—the same as they had done when he was rich.