When I left the University, my own choice of a profession pointed to the medical art, and to that particular branch of it called surgery.

After three years of unremitting study at one of the great London hospitals, I started in practice for myself.

Once more, my persistent luck was faithful to me at the outset of my new career.
"The winter of that year was remarkable for alternate extremes of frost and thaw.

Accidents to passengers in the streets were numerous; and one of them happened close to my own door.

A gentleman slipped on the icy pavement, and broke his leg.