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We bought some apples from a man with a Roman lever balance, and chewed
them as we went along.
At the hospital the "Stobarts" were packing up. A motor was coming for
them in the afternoon. We heard that Dr. May and the Krag people were at
Studenitza, an old monastery, halfway along the road to Rashka. On the
flat fields behind the station were another gang of "Stobarts," the
dispensary from Lapovo. One Miss H---- was in trouble, for thieves had
pushed their arms beneath the tent flaps in the night and had captured
her best boots.
"There are cases full of boots on the railway," said some one,
consoling.
"But those are men's boots," said another.
Part of the morning we spent sitting on the banks of the Ebar River and
watching the bridge, wondering if Ellis would come with his car. Ten
times we thought we could see it, and each time were deceived.
The French aeroplanes came in. They hovered over the town seeking a flat
place, finally swooping down on to the marshy plain on which the
"Stobarts" were encamped.
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