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ed to it. On the other handthe
stoicism of some of the soldiers amazed and even appalled her. Men coming round
from amputations seemed compelled to make terrible jokes. What am I going to
kick the missus with now? Every secret of the body was rendered up―bone risen
through fleshsacrilegious glimpses of an intestine or an optic nerve. From this new
and intimate perspectiveshe learned a simpleobvious thing she had always known
and everyone knew: that a person isamong all elsea material thingeasily tornnot
easily mended. She came the closest she would ever be to the battlefieldfor every
case she helped with had some of its essential elements―bloodoilsandmud
seawaterbulletsshrapnelengine greaseor the smell of corditeor damp sweaty
battle dress whose pockets contained rancid food along with the sodden crumbs of
Amo bars. Oftenwhen she returned yet again to the sink with the high taps and the
soda blockit was beach sand she scrubbed away from between her fingers. She and
the other probationers of her set were aware of each other only as nursesnot as
friends: she barely registered that one of the girls who had helped to move Corporal
MacIntyre onto the bedpan was Fiona. Sometimeswhen a soldier Briony was
looking after was in [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
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