I said nothing.
He added as though to himself: "Perhaps each individual soldier sees the real thing for himself but can't express what he sees...." As I still made no answer, with another little sigh he got up and walked back, on tip-toe, to the side of Marie Ivanovna.
Then suddenly, in the early hours of the afternoon, to our intense relief, Semyonov and Andrey Vassilievitch appeared.

Semyonov was, as ever, short, practical, and unemotional.
"Been a long time, I'm afraid.

We found it difficult to see exactly where would be the best place.

And, after all, we've got to separate....

One Sister's wanted at the Red Cross over there.