As he said this the ever-imperturbable Lieutenant Casanova went back into his quarters and we followed him.
“I suggest poker,” said Delpos. “I’ll go and find the cards.”
“Three-handed poker is too risky.”
“Well, here’s a fourth.”
Someone raised the canvas which served as a door.
It’s an intelligence officer from the colonel.
“Lieutenant, D ... company is running out of munitions. Pass yours to them and send back for new supplies. Here’s the order.”
The lieutenant read the order and said:
“All right. It will be done.”
Hardly twenty minutes later, ten men from each section, each carrying four caissons, were assembled on the way out of the village.