"There were no impassioned calls to God, no harking back to mother, only an infinitely sad, "Oh dear," from colonels and corporals alike. Strangely and mercifully, I have forgotten the deaths, although one bright face I do remember. He was brought into our tent with eyes wide open, looking about him, still remembering to be polite.  "I've often wondered what you sisters got up to," he said with a brave, cheeky smile. Then a sudden look of surprise opened his eyes very wide, and he was dead - still with a smile on his lips.  A captain of the Coldstream Guards, the same age as myself, he was caught unawares by death. With part of a shell buried in his back, he had suddenly tweaked his spinal cord and, in one astonished moment, he was gone."

- Sister Brenda McBryde

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