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
threatening, so he went to bed for a couple of days with salicylate.
The Serbian authorities were beginning to lose their heads. In the
morning they said that the "State" was to be made into a hospital for
officers, and chased all the patients out; in the afternoon they decided
that it was not, and chased back the patients--who had been divided
amongst the other hospitals. Thus they kept us busy and accomplished
nothing.
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