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When, with extreme difficulty, I slowly struggled back to a knowledge of things about me, I found myself, to my great surprise, in a narrow hospital-bed, with a holy _ikon_ upon the whitewashed wall before me, and a Red Cross sister bending tenderly over me.
Beside her stood two Russian doctors regarding me very gravely, and at their side was Saunderson, our Councillor of Embassy.