Captain Gunther, who commands the 14th Company, 15th Corps of Engineers.
Our shelter is damp. Water filters through the board walls and falls in large drops. A dim candle light. The sector is very quiet.
St. André stands in the threshold. He is covered with mud from head to foot. What a trip it is to get here! His stalwart face is dripping with rain; this brave young lad of nineteen radiates health and good nature.
"Did you spend a nice vacation?"
"Not very good, captain."
"Not very good? Where did you go?"
"To Rennes."
"Did they not welcome you as they should?"