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suddenly kemmerich groans and begins to gurgle.

we are by kemmerich’s bed...

...he is dead.

I collect kemmerich’s things and untie his identification disc. behind me they are already hauling franz on to a waterproof sheet.

outside the door I am aware of the darkness and the wind as a deliverance.

one operation after another since five o’clock this morning. there have beEn sixteen deaths. yours is the seventeenth...

you can give my boots to mu ̈ller. if you find my watch send it home.

where isthe doctor? where is the doctor?

come quick! franz kemmerich is dying!

...there will be twenty altogether.