"I find the boys greatly appreciate it," he said.
I joined him in a cup of tea.
"Don't you think it's a good idea?"
"Excellent," I replied, "like heaven to a lost soul."
"Look round here," he said, pointing away in the distance. "Did you ever see such a ghastly travesty of nature, the whole country-side swept clean of every green and living thing, beautiful woods and charming villages blown to the four winds of heaven, and this might have been our own beautiful sunny downs, our own charming villages. The British public should go down on its knees every day of the week and thank God for their deliverance."
The sun was now setting, and having obtained all the scenes I required, I decided to make my way back. We were still shelling the German lines very hard, and the Bosche was putting over a few of his H.E. and high shrapnel, but fortunately none came within a hundred yards of us.
I bade adieu to the doctors and the padre.
"I hope we shall see the films in town," they said. "It's a pity you can't introduce the sounds and general atmosphere of a battle like this. Good-bye, best of luck!" they shouted.
I left them and made my way across to the battery to thank the Captain. When I arrived I met one of the subalterns.
"Where's ——?" I asked.