When a stretcher was filled, four sanitars turned back with it to the wagons, and we were soon a very small party.

We arrived at a church--a large fantastic white church with a green turret that I had seen from the opposite hill in the morning.

Then it had seemed small and very remote.

I had been told that much firing had been centring round it, and it seemed now for me very strange that we should be standing under its very shadow, its outline so quiet and grave under the moon, with its churchyard, a little orchard behind it, and a garden, scenting the night air, close at hand.

Here in the graveyard there was a group of wounded soldiers, in their eyes that look of faithful expectation of certain relief.