But before I had well got away from the lights of Walsall’s main streets, I had to lean against a railing for the faintness which had come upon me again. I knew now that it was not hunger which so troubled me and for a moment wondered whether in my visits to the hospital I had picked up some complaint from the scores of ailing beings whom I had met so frequently. It would have been a prime stroke of fate if, that very day, God had chosen to heal one member of the family only to bring sickness to another!
I stood for a while getting my breath back and then from a lighted house in a street to the side of me came the sound of singing and of a violin. I turned into the street and found the place to be a public house, The Cross Keys. My upbringing and profession had not been those which had ev
