“Dead,” the voice repeated within me. And this time my spirit found utterance:
“Damn!” I said. “Oh damn! damn! Damn!”
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Special Report—C 1 Section (Left Company)
The mine exploded by us opposite 80 A at 6.30 p.m. last night has exposed about 20 yards of German parapet. A working-party attempting to work there about 12.30 a.m. and again at 2 a.m. was dispersed at once by our rifle and Lewis-gun fire. The parapet has been built up sufficiently to prevent our seeing over it, sand-bags having been put up from inside the trench. Our snipers are closely watching this spot.
J. B. P. Adams, Lieut.
O.C. “B” Coy.
6.30 a.m. 20.3.16.
CHAPTER XII
OFFICERS’ SERVANTS
“Poor devils on sentry,” said Dixon. He shut the door quickly and came over to the fire. Outside was a thick blizzard, and it was biting cold. He sat down on the bed nearest the fire and got warm again.
“Look here, Bill, can’t we possibly get any coal?”