Suddenly, a terrific fire breaks out opposite us. D ... company, which we are to support, must have gone into action.
“That’s getting close.”
We go out. The road forms a sort of embankment at this spot, which is forbidden during the daytime, and from which we look toward the lines.
A great light has risen. More and more frequent bursts of shrapnel at this distance have the effect of immense red Venetian lanterns, tossed about by the wind in the dark night.
Rockets go up suddenly on our right.
That is a call for the artillery. The expected attack is probably taking place over there. We have been placed in reserve for fear that the attack might widen out on the sector, but it is probable that we shall not have to intervene.
“It looks as though it were quieting down there in front.”
“Hum! You’ll see.”
Lieutenant Casanova has had great experience in battles, and he isn’t taken by surprise by apparent lulls. On the contrary. Silence is what he dreads most.