Dr. Holmes turned up. He had arrived the day before and had found
lodgings in an inn. West's arm was still inflamed and very painful. The
doctor looked at it and said it needed more incision. West and Miss
Brindley went off with him.
An old ragamuffin wandered up with a loaf of maize bread. He offered it
to the corporal for three dinars; but the corporal took it away and gave
him two. The old man made a great outcry. We demanded the cause. The
unlawful corporal was again hailed to justice, his corporalship seeming
more valueless than ever, and to give him a lesson we bought the bread
for three dinars, for it was worth it.
We suddenly discovered that none of the Red Cross men had papers or
passes. What was to be done? We were conniving at an almost unlawful
expedition, and Jan was very doubtful if we could cross the Montenegrin
frontier. But after a consultation we decided to bluff it into
Montenegro if necessary, and then telegraph to Cettinje to help us out.
It was now dark and West and Miss Brindley had not come back.
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