I asked my way to a hospital.

I'd helped a many that was hurt at Heddington and thereabouts, and doctors said I was as good as them that was trained.

I found a hospital at last, and asked for work, but they laughed at me--it was the porter at the door.

I was not to be put down, and asked to see some one that had rights to say yes or no.

So he opened the door and told me to go.