“ Water was lacking to such an extent, ” wrote de Clieu, “that for more than a month I was obliged to share my scanty ration with the plant upon which my happiest hopes were founded and which was the source of my delight. ”
„ Vett oli nii vähe, et ma olin rohkem kui kuu aja jooksul sunnitud oma kasinat portsjonit jagama istikuga, millest ma lootsin väga palju ja mis oli mu rõõmu allikas, ” kirjutas de Clieu.