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21 The next day I hustled round and got a few myself for her. Friday was a horrid day anyway and I hated everything. Had a crise de nerf in the evening and cried most of the night. Sat. Phil came early & made me cheer up a little, but just as I got into Ward 77 I found a poor devil dying. He was horribly wounded in the leg and had gas gangrene, age 21 - his mother and father were there and the priest. I saw in the eyes of all the other men in the ward the question "will I be the next: But I did cheer up when B. came about six to tell me he had arranged to take me to Dunkirk the next day - being today! Was absolutely happy. Olive Philley, Phil, Slidell & Edith Deacon came to dinner. Went to see the Ambassador off at nine. [[line drawn across page]] Dr Gross & Phil came with us - three motors. The Packard & Dr Gross' own car a Renalt we packed full of my warm clothes coming from America to take straight to the Belgians. Got off at 11.50 stopped for lunch in a tiny little shop at Clermont. [[strikethrough]] This [[/strikethrough]] [[underlined]] Monday. Dec. 1st [[/underlined]] We started out the same way as we started for Abbeville but turned off just beyond St. Denis. Passed a great many soldiers about 20 K. from Paris. Also many regiment, many