A wounded soldier was brought up by a friend. He
had not been attended to for days, and we did the best we could for him.
A carriage passed laden with two tiny boxes--a policeman on either side.
Although the boxes were small the carriage seemed so heavy that the
horses could scarcely drag it, and two well-dressed men who were riding
on the carriage often had to get out and push. We wondered if the boxes
were filled with gold. The dreary processions of starving boys shuffled
up again; some were crying, some helping others along, one had an
English jam tin hanging round his neck. Sir Ralph Paget appeared in a
motor car, loaded with packages and three other people. We stopped him,
and he told Jan that at Novi Bazar he could get no information of the
path which Jan suggested, and added that he advised us to come to
Mitrovitza. The Scottish women were to give up the idea of a
dressing-station in Novi Bazar and to stop at Rashka. The Serbs had told
him that there was a good chance of Uskub being retaken, in which case
we could all go comfortably to Salonika by rail.
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