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"The Luck of Thirteen Wanderings and Flight through Montenegro and Serbia"

Figures
appeared cursing from the darkness; we cursed back for allowing the
animal to stray; other figures appeared cursing on our side. The motor
was pushed back, the cow got up and walked off, and on we went. Found Jo
on night shift. Got some supper, fixed up a bed for Hardinge, and so
self to bed.
[Illustration]


CHAPTER XVI
LAST DAYS AT VRNTZE

Up till now Vrntze was undisturbed by the war; the fine ladies were
walking the streets much as usual, and were bringing pressure upon
Gaschitch, the commandant, to make us close one of our hospitals, so
that it might be reopened as a lodging-house. The chemist and Jan had an
amusing conversation about the uncle of Nicholas I. It seems he was a
great poet.
"Sir," said the chemist, earnestly, "I can assure you that he was one of
the greatest poets that ever has lived. Were Serbian a language as
universally spoken as is English, he would stand beside Shakespeare in
the world's estimation, if not before. The depth of his philosophy, sir,
it is astounding and so deep.


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