THEY MADE ME THINK OF DEFEATED ARMIES RETREATING OR OF GHOSTS WHO WERE TRYING DESPERATELY TO GET IN FOR SHELTER AND THEN WENT MOANING ON I COULD NOT TAKE MY EYES OFF THE MAN IN THE BED THE SHARP SMELL OF SPIRITS WENT THROUGH THE ROOM IT SEEMED TO ME THAT HE DESPISED HIM FOR BEING SO SIMPLE AND DOCILE THE SICK MAN RAGED AND SHOOK HIS FIST HE SEEMED TO BE CURSING PEOPLE WHO HAD WRONGED HIM QUICKLY IT WAS COVERED WITH BRIGHT RED SPOTS I THOUGHT I HAD NEVER SEEN ANY BLOOD SO BRIGHT HE LAY PATIENTLY FIGHTING FOR BREATH LIKE A CHILD WITH CROUP ANTONIA'S FATHER UNCOVERED ONE OF HIS LONG BONY LEGS AND RUBBED IT RHYTHMICALLY
