Part 5 (1/2)

The hospital--a sort ofon rubber tyres, long corridors, and strangely unsexed wo in them Unsexed not in any real sense, but the white clothes, the hidden hair, the stern white collar just below the chin, give theirlishness, an air and a look women don't wear in the world

They seeht, the talk, the deep bath got ready forit ready for a patient

Not that I e! It's like being turn and turn about maid and mistress

There is the first snow here, scanty and frozen on the doorstep

I caht in the dark to dinner and found its faint traces on the road and in the gutter as I climbed the hill I couldn't see well; there were stars, but nowhite tracks frozen in the dried mud of the road, and a branch under a larow out of that excitelow of pride in the hill, thinking:

”In London it's all slush and ot here A suburb is a wonderful place!”

After a wet andCross with snow piled on the roofs of the carriages, and felt a foot taller for joy that I was one of those fortunates who o down into a white countryside

It is the saht fall and see down the Dover Road for miles no foot ofthe Dover Road has been a highway since the Romans, it really is a fine moment when you realize its surface has suddenly becole

Alas, the a! two bucketfuls in the whole garden!

When a Medical Officer goes sick, or, in other words, when an MO is warded, a very special and almost cynical expression settles on his face Also the bedsideOfficer is discarded as he reaches the bed of the sick MO

”My knees are very painful,” says the sick MO, but it is a despondent state Officer nods, but he does not suggest that they will soon be better

They look at each other as weak huht try?” says the Visiting Officer questioningly

The MO agrees without conviction, and settles back on his pillows Not for hie of specialists He can endure like a dog, but without its faith in its master

The particular MO whose knees are painful is, as aabout the ward in a dressing-gown, he stared first out of oneinto the fog and then out of another

Finally, just before he got back into bed, he ra in bed and getting up is that in bed you do nothing, but when you get up there's nothing to do”

I tucked hiets accusto-la developed all day yesterday, piling up white and ht fell a little air of excitest the VAD's

”How shall we get ho?” ”Oh no, the last one is stuck against the railings outside!” ”My torch has run out”