you call yourselves men?” We were lying in those salty swamps; the living flesh was peeling off us. But I’ve said that before; besides, everybody knows about it. He got a bullet in his chest. Down he went, covered with blood, and said: “Mother, look! snowdrops.” I don’t know where he got that from. He said “snow-drops,” and there was only marsh and blood. He was done for on the spot.
First Disabled Soldier:
Hm!
Third Disabled Soldier:
He was the one who was always a stickler for order in the street. He was a decent policeman. If he was to rise from the dead and see this city now, that’d make him stare.
First Disabled Soldier:
Bah! this place is an awful sight!
Citizen:
Things were bad here too. We had a very rough time of it. The enemy flung sulphur and fire on the city. We’re living in the ruins. O God! there was hunger and there was misery. It’s a tale that can’t be told.
The Lover:
I am here
First Disabled Soldier:
Hah!
Second Disabled Soldier:
What’s that? You? You’re alive, are you? Why,
