"Fall in, No. 3 section."
"Nicely in the soup, we are!" someone exclaimed.
"Possibly! But we'll get out of it somehow. Where there's a will, there's a way!"
They looked at each other blankly. Then Judsi smacked the barrel of his rifle with a swagger.
"So the blighters think they're going to give us a doin'? We'll show 'em wot's wot!"
I could have hugged him!