While she was examining him a
second was handed in. No need to examine this one. Bloody head bandage
and great blue swollen eyelids told plainly where his wound was. We
stripped the clothes as carefully as was possible from the poor fellows.
Those who were too bad to go to the bathroom were washed where they lay.
One orderly with soap and razors shaved every hair from each; and
several plied clippers on the matted heads. Outside was one electric
lamp which threw strong lights and darker shadows, making a veritable
Rembrandt of the scene, lighting up the white clad forms of the
assistants who were drawing out the stretchers, the big square end of
the ambulance car, and picking out from the gloom of the garden a rose
tree which bore one white rose.
The wounded were indescribably dirty, and their clothes in a shocking
state, all stiff with blood. Jo took charge of the clothes bags, seeing
that no man's clothes were mixed with any others. The men all seemed
dazed, each soldier seemed to have the same protest upon his mind.
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