The ——­ Vice-Consul had told us we were under his protection, and he would, as a neutral, march out to meet the Germans and give us protection.  But when we enquired we heard he had bolted without telling us.  The next to give us protection was the ——­ Field Hospital, who said they had a ship in the river and would not move without us.  But they also left and said nothing.

We got dinner for the men, and then the strain began to be much worse.  We had seven wounded and ourselves and not a thing in which to get out of Antwerp.  I told Mrs. Stobart we must leave the wounded at the convent in charge of the Sisters, and this we did, telling them where to take them in the morning.  The gay young nurses fetched them across on stretchers.

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About 5 o’clock the shelling became more violent, and three shells came with only an instant between each.  Presently we heard Mrs. Stobart say, “Come at once,” and we went out and found three English buses with English drivers at the door.  They were carrying ammunition, and were the last vehicles to leave Antwerp.  We got into them and lay on the top of the ammunition, and the girls began to light cigarettes!  The noise of the buses prevented our hearing for a time the infernal sound of shells and our cannons’ answering roar.

As we drove to the bridge many houses and sometimes a whole street was burning.  No one seemed to care.  No one was there to try and save anything.  We drove through the empty streets and saw the burning houses, and great holes where shells had fallen, and then we got to the bridge and out of the line of fire.

We set out to walk towards Holland, but a Belgian officer got us some Red Cross ambulances, and into these we got, and were taken to a convent at St. Gilles, where we slept on the floor till 3 a.m.  At 3 a message was brought, “Get up at once—­things are worse.”  Everyone seemed to be leaving, and we got into the Red Cross ambulances and went to the station.

9 October.—­We have been all day in the train in very hard third-class carriages with the R.M.L.I.  The journey of fifty miles took from 5 o’clock in the morning, when we got away, till 12 o’clock at night, when we reached Ostend.  The train hardly crawled.  It was the longest I have ever seen.  All Ostend was in darkness when we arrived—­a German airship having been seen overhead.  We always seem to be tumbling about in the dark.  We went from one hotel to another trying to get accommodation, and at last (at the St. James’s) they allowed us to lie on the floor of the restaurant.  The only food they had for us was ten eggs for twenty-five hungry people and some brown bread, but they had champagne at the house, and I ordered it for everybody, and we made little speeches and tried to end on a good note.

10 October.—­Mrs. Stobart took the unit back to England to-day.  The wounded were found in a little house which the Red Cross had made over to them, and Dr. Ramsey, Sister Bailey, and the two nurses had much to say about their perilous journey.  One man had died on the road, but the others all looked well.  Their joy at seeing us was pathetic, and there was a great deal of handshaking over our meeting.