"All the same," says Kat, "it's very good for you to see it just now."
Sergeant Oellrich returns to the fire-step. The muzzle of his rifle searches to and fro.
"You don't need to lose any more sleep over your affair," nods Albert.
And now I hardly understand it myself any more.
"It was only because I had to lie there with him so long," I say. "After all, war is war."
Oellrich's rifle cracks out sharp and dry.
CHAPTER X
We have dropped in for a good job. Eight of us have to guard a village that has been abandoned because it is being shelled too heavily.
In particular we have to watch the supply dump as that is not yet empty. We are supposed to provision ourselves from the same store. We are just the right people for that;—Kat, Albert, Müller, Tjaden, Detering, our whole gang is there. Haie is dead, though. But we are mighty lucky all the same, all the other squads have had more casualties than we have.