It was a toss up.
Finally he asked the others. They said--
"What you think best. You know the country."
We finally decided to go to Novi Bazar and make inquiries. If there were
no road we could go thence to Mitrovitza, and would only have lost a
day. If, as the colonel said, the bridge was washed away, we could
probably ford the river.
Then to bed. One could not sleep really well, for the rugs did not give
sufficient warmth, and the chill striking up from the ground penetrated
everything.
Took the road to Novi Bazar next day. Miss Brindley joined us with a
parcel of blankets and a knapsack and a mackintosh lent by a friend. She
had lost her boots, or the local cobbler had lost them, but most
appropriately a motor had arrived and on it was a pair of new soldier's
boots unclaimed. She took them, cut the feet of a pair of indiarubber
Wellingtons and pulled them over her stockings, and put a smile on her
face which never came off in spite of any fatigue.
Hilder and Antonio went off with Sir Ralph's box.
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