The trucks did not smell of cattle, but of foul garments and unwashed men.

Two armed German infantrymen were locked into each truck with us, and the pair in the truck in which I was drove us in a crowd to the farther end, claiming an entire half for themselves.

It was true that we stank, for we had been many days and nights without opportunity to get clean; yet they offered us no means of washing--only abuse.

I have seen German prisoners allowed to wash before they had been ten minutes behind the British lines.
We were five days in that train, sahib--five days and nights.

Our guards were fed at regular intervals, but not we.