A Case of Latent Diabetes

Koylash Dass, aged 55, a dealer in tussur cloth, and an old acquaintance of mine, came to me one morning in last winter, while I was attending the hospital patients, and showed a small pimple about the size of a lentil seed on the side of the spine and asked my opinion whether it would prove fatal. As there was nothing suspicious in the appearance of the pimple, I simply laughed at him and told him to go about his business and not to trouble himself about it, whereupon he told me that one of his neighbours frightened him out of his wits by asserting that it was a very bad thing to have such