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We pointed out that we were going to march across the Austrian front,
and that no one could tell us where the Austrians were exactly; that our
safety depended to some extent on our speed, and that the failure of one
to make the pace meant the failure of all. The little man drew her away.
In the afternoon a miserable fit of depression took us, but we pushed it
behind us. To the hospital for tea, taking with us a tin of cocoa and
some condensed milk, which the people lacked. Biscuits and treacle, the
treacle looted from the railway, where an obliging guard had said that
he could not give permission to take it, but that he could look the
other way. We heard the tale of Kragujevatz, of the camp and all the
buildings filled to overflowing. More aeroplane raids; and of the sudden
order to evacuate. All the wounded who could crawl were got from their
beds and turned into the street by the authorities to go: if they could
not walk, to crawl. A few Serb and Austrian doctors were left to guard
and watch those too ill to go; with them some Swedish and Dutch sisters,
and the Netherlands flag flying from the hospitals.
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