They passed him in thousands and thousands, hurt in every conceivable manner.

At first he could scarcely bear to look at them, but it was astonishing how soon one hardened to such sights.
The wounded were being carried to improvised hospitals in the rear, but so far as John knew the dead were left on the field.

The Germans with their usual thorough system worked rapidly and smoothly, but he noticed that the fires were but very few.

There was but little light in the wood of Senouart or the hills beyond, and there was little, too, on the ridges that marked the French position.
John kept near the edges of the space allotted to the prisoners, hoping that he might again see von Arnheim.

He had discovered early that the Germans were unusually kind to Americans, and the fact that he had been taken fighting against them did not prevent them from showing generous treatment.