Meanwhile, he continually urged "Hay" to keep on firing.
"Doesn't make any difference whether you can see or not," he exclaimed.
"Shoot anyway.

Give it to the beggars! That's the ticket, old chap.

Now another.

Whoop! did you see that land?
Ah-h-h! we are the people." As the novelty of the scene gradually wore off we began to enjoy it hugely.

We pumped away at the guns, commenting freely on the enemy's marksmanship.