he road, with Mrs. Torrence and the Kid, and the two
German wounded with them on the stretchers.

Those Germans never thought that they were going to be saved. They
couldn't get over it--that two Englishwomen should have gone through
their fire, for them! As they were being carried through the fire they
said: "We shall never forget what you've done for us. God will bless you
for it."

Mrs. Torrence asked them, "What will you do for us if we are taken
prisoner?"

And they said: "We will do all we can to save you."

* * * * *

Antwerp is said to have fallen.

Antwerp is said to be holding its own well.[26]

All evening the watching Taube has been hanging over Ghent.

Mrs. Torrence and Janet have gone back with the ambulance to Melle.

[_Night._]

Sat up all night with Mr. ----.

There is one night nurse for all the wards on this floor, and she has a
serious case to watch in another room. But I can call her if I want
help. And there is the chemist who sleeps in the room next door, who
will come if I go in and wake him up. And there are our own four doctors
upstairs. And the _infirmiers_. It ought to be all right.

As a matter of fact it was the most terrible night I have ever spent in
my life; and I have lived through a good many terrible nights in
sick-rooms. But no amount of amateur nursing can take the place of
training or of the self-confidence of knowing you are trained. And even
if you _are_ trained, no amount of medical nursing will prepare you for
a bad surgical case. To begin with, I had never nursed a patient so tall
and heavy that I couldn't lift him by sheer strength and a sort of
amateur knack.

And though in theory it was reassuring to know that you could call the
night nurse and the chemist and the four doctors and the _infirmiers_,
in practice it didn't work out quite so easily as it sounded. When the
night nurse came she couldn't lift any more than I could; and she had a
greater command of discouraging criticism than of useful, practical
suggestion. And the chemist knew no more about lifting than the night
nurse. (Luckily none of us pretended for an instant that we knew!) When
I had called up two of our hard-worked surgeons each once out of his
bed, I had some scruples about waking them again. And it took four
Belgian _infirmiers_ to do in five minutes what one surgeon could do in
as many seconds. And when the chemist went to look for the _infirmiers_
he wa