'We' ll give the dispenser something to do. If we go on prescribing these, he'll lose his cunning.' The students laughed, and the doctor gave them a circular glance of enjoyment in his joke. Then he touched the bell and, when the porter poked his head in, said: 'Old women, please.' He leaned back in his chair, chatting with the house-physician while the porter herded along the old patients. They came in, strings of anemic girls, with large fringes and pallid lips, who could not digest their bad, insufficient food old ladies, fat and thin, aged prematurely by frequent confinements, with winter coughs women with this, that, and the other, the matter with them. Dr. Tyrell and his house-physician got through them quickly. Time was getting on, and the air in the small room was growing more sickly. By about six o’clock they were finished. Philip, exhausted by standing all the time, by the bad air, and by the attention he had given, strolled over with his fellow-clerks to the Medical School to have tea. He found the work of absorbing interest. There was humanity there in the rough, the materials the artist worked on and Philip felt a curious thrill when it occurred to him that he was in the position of the artist and the patients were like clay in his hands. He remembered with an mused shrug of the shoulders his life in Paris, absorbed in color, tone, values, heaven knows what, with the aim of producing beautiful things. The directness of contact with men and women gave a thrill of power which he had never known. He found an endless excitement in looking at their faces and hearing them speak they came in each with his peculiarity, some shuffling uncouthly, some with a little trip, others with heavy, slow tread, some shyly. Often you could guess their trades by the look of them. You learnt in what way to put your questions so that they, should be understood, you discovered on what subjects nearly all lied, and by what inquiries you could extort the truth notwithstanding. You saw the different ways people took the same things. The diagnosis of dangerous illness would be accepted by one with a laugh and a joke, by another with dumb despair. Philip found that he was less shy with these people than he had ever been with others he felt not exactly sympathy, for sympathy suggests condescension but he felt at home with them. He found that he was able to put them at their ease, and, when he had been given a case to find out what he could do about it, it seemed to him that the patient delivered himself into his hands with a peculiar confidence. 'Perhaps,' he thought to himself, with a smile, 'perhaps I'm cut out to be a doctor. It would be rather a lark if I'd hit upon the one thing I'm fit for.' The word 'cunning' probably means ______.