The crowd thinned. Sgt Rose didn't answer. Soon they drew up at the emergency ramp of the hospital. They found the mother easily. On their way out they passed the open door of a ward.
Bus come under tree.
VC drop pail of gasoline on bus VC in next tree drop torch. It is very bad. Sgt Rose looked at the ward crammed with hard, wooden beds. There was very little noise. The mothers seemed to lie quietly.