Can you tell me the way to St Thomass Hospital，please？she asked．I have to take my little boy there，and Im a stranger in London．The little boy was crying as she spoke．He's in great pain and cant walk，but the doctor says that if I can get him to the hospital，then perhaps hell get well again．You cant carry him through the crowds， said Jerry． It's five kilometres，and that child is heavy．Im strong，said the woman．I think I can manage，if I know the way． You can't do it．Just get into this cab and I'll drive you there．Don't you see that its beginning to rain？No，sir，I can't do that，she said．I've only just enough money to get me home again．Listen，said Jerry． I've got a wife and children at home，and I'd be ashamed of myself if I let a woman and a sick child put themselves in danger．
