Private Jorgensen is now totally confused and frightened. In the dark, he strikes another match and lights the oil lamp. Where Brigitte Bonnet had been lying a couple of hours ago, there is now only the outline of her body in the dust. She is gone. Jorgensen lifts the lamp high and searches the hut, he even looks up at the roof to see if she is not hiding there, but there is no sign of her. She had vanished.
The men are still sleeping deeply, and Benesj is rolling around from the thirst and the fever, his mouth dry and bloated, but Brigitte is missing. He runs to the door and looks out into the dark, but even before that, he knows it is useless to look for her. The enormous dust clouds are still turning and swirling upwards, and it is stifling and very dark outside.
Jorgensen turns aroun
