spital.
Lots of running about, but at last all were bedded.

A Serbian comitaj girl came in in the afternoon, looking for a lady
doctor. She was a fine upstanding creature with a strong, almost fierce,
face. There had been six of her, she said, but one had been killed. The
bombardment of Varna turned out to be a lie, but they said that all the
Bulgars at Vrnja had been surrounded. Major Gaschitch also said that if
Serbia could hold out till the 10th, something wonderful was going to
happen.

Our visitors had rather a hard time. One of them was trotting into the
little sitting-room of the hospital. She opened the door and started
back aghast. There was a man within clad in nothing but a large pair of
moustaches. She fled. Mr. Berry having nowhere to examine a stray
patient had occupied the room at an unlucky moment. More wounded were
expected, so we got into our war paint, and they arrived five hours
later than we had expected them. They came in "fiacres," and climbed off
very easily. We inquired, "Where wounded?" "Belgrade." "When?" "Three
months ago." Not a serious case amongst them, and we had heard that the
badly equipped hospitals at Krusevatz were crowded with the most
frightful cases. We were furious. A lot more wounded came to the "State"
cafe. None seriously hurt, and after examination one man had no wound to
show at all, nor shock, nor anything. He had simply run away. There were
several hand cases, some blackened with powder, proving that the poor
devils had shot themselves to get out of it. One man would not have his
hair cut because he said that he was in mourning for his brother, and
his hat was decorated with a crown of black lace. At the same time some
serious cases came to the main hospital; one man seemed to have been
shot the whole length of his body, the bullet entering at the shoulder
and emerging behind the hip. A small boy sat scratching. Jo said to him,
"Why dost thou scratch?" He answered with a shout of fatuous content,
"I have lice, I have lice," and scratched once more.

The disinfector was working overtime, clothes were poured upon us from
all the other hospitals. Another alarm that wounded were coming, but
they never came. In their place an English clergyman arrived from Krag.
News came of the fall of Uskub, and that Lady Paget had been captured
with all her staff. Next day the wounded came, many more than had been
expected. Jan got rather strong signs of inflammatory rheumatism
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