At last a young boy came in, I gave him some money and he went for a surgeon.

The doctor examined my foot, and assured me that three or four days would set me to rights.

He advised me to be removed to an inn, and I most willingly followed his counsel.

As soon as I was brought to the inn, I went to bed, and was well cared for, but my position was such that I dreaded the moment of my recovery.

I feared that I should be compelled to sell my coat to pay the inn-keeper, and the very thought made me feel ashamed.