And as I lay there drowsily, my mind went back to the seven hundred unfortunates I had left waiting for services.

No bath, no shave for them, no clean white sheets and all clothes off, and fifteen hours' straight sleep.

Services over, it was the weary streets again, the problem of a crust of bread ere night, and the long sleepless night in the streets, and the pondering of the problem of how to obtain a crust at dawn..