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from her basket, “and I am sure he would
like the pear . . .”
“Josephine,” said the Doctor, “he is
just dying.”
* *
“Open the blinds, open the blinds!
Why don’t you open the blinds?” called
out the soldier next to him. “Won’t it be
daylight soon? What o’clock is it? The
night has been so long; won’t you open the
blinds?”
“These are the only words he says; he
repeats them the whole time ever since he
came,” said Josephine.
“He has both his eyes blown in by a shell
and both his legs torn away above the knee,”
explained the old Doctor.
“We also had a young officer here with
his eyes blown in. We found him in a ditch
beside the road; he looked quite dead, and
it was only by his breathing that we
understood he was alive. He remained quite
dazed the first day, but yesterday morning
he became conscious, and almost the first
thing he did was to ask for a candle. It
was broad daylight, so I knew he was
blind. You could see nothing wrong with
his eyes except that they were a little
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