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` Ow d'you know there 's going to be a next time ? '' The three weeks which the appointment lasted drew to an end . Philip had attended sixty-two cases , and he was tired out . When he came home about ten o'clock on his last night he hoped with all his heart that he would not be called out again . He had not had a whole night 's rest for ten days . The case which he had just come from was horrible . He had been fetched by a huge , burly man , the worse for liquor , and taken to a room in an evil-smelling court , which was filthier than any he had seen : it was a tiny attic ; most of the space was taken up by a wooden bed , with a canopy of dirty red hangings , and the ceiling was so low that Philip could touch it with the tips of his fingers ; with the solitary candle that afforded what light there was he went over it , frizzling up the bugs that crawled upon it .