CHAPTER TWO
ALONG THE MAIN STREET, ST. MENEHOULDE.
July, 1915.
Cannon rumble in the distance——
Poilus go and come along the thoroughfare. There is a great bustle in the village. The Argonne is the only interesting sector at this moment.
"Pretty hot up there?"
"I should say! Just came out of it!"
"Did you advance?"
"Yes. They attacked in mass formation, shouting 'St. Menehoulde—St. Menehoulde!'"
"You replied?"
"Pigs' feet! Pigs' feet! and we ate 'em up, lieutenant!"[8]