On arrival at Bremen we made a dash across Germany, via Dusseldorf and Cologne to the Belgian border and thence to Ostende. I was rather reminded of the Shanghai war refugees when we were of Cologne. We had to wait seven hours during the night in Cologne station. Women and children in the English party were asleep on piles of luggage while the men kept watch. They looked absolutely weary, worn and sad and crowds of Germans gathered round to look at the unusual sight Some
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