“O Lord!”
“What are you pushing for? Is the fire only for you? Look how he’s sprawling!”
In the silence that ensued, the snoring of those who had fallen asleep could be heard. Others turned over and warmed themselves, now and again exchanging a few words. From a campfire a hundred paces off came a sound of general, merry laughter.
“Hark at them roaring there in the Fifth Company!” said one of the soldiers, “and what a lot of them there are!”
One of the men got up and went over to the Fifth Company.
“They’re having such fun,” said he, coming back. “Two Frenchies have turned up. One’s quite frozen and the other’s an awful swaggerer. He’s singing songs....”
“Oh, I’ll go across and have a look....”
And several of the men went over to the Fifth Company.
CHAPTER IX
The Fifth company was bivouacking at the very edge of the forest. A huge campfire was blazing brightly in the midst of the snow, lighting up the branches of trees heavy with hoarfrost.