We altered the trench so that it faced both ways, and waited shivering for the dawn.
Let it not be supposed, however, sahib, that we waited unmolested.
The Germans are not that kind of warrior.

I hold no brief for them, but I tell no lies about them, either.

They fight with persistence, bravery, and what they consider to be cunning.

We were under rifle-fire at once from before and behind and the flanks, and our own artillery began pounding the ground so close to us that fragments of shell and shrapnel flew over our heads incessantly, and great clods of earth came thumping and splashing into our trench, compelling us to keep busy with the shovels.

Nor did the German artillery omit to make a target of us, though with poor success.