"When that shellin' was goin' on?"
"Yes."
"You're a cool beggar, you are!" said Bill. "I was warm here I tell yer!"
"Have the Germans come this way?" I asked.
"Germans!" ejaculated Bill. "They come 'ere and me with ten rounds in the magazine and one in the breech! They knows better!"
Stoner was awake when I returned to the dug-out by Headquarters.
"Up already?" I asked.
"Up! I've been up almost since you went away," he answered. "My! the shells didn't half fly over here. And I thought you'd never get back."
"That's due to lack of imagination," I told him. "What's for breakfast?"