Through the dark and the snow he saw the golden hair and the deep blue eyes of Julie Lannes float before him, and it pleased him too to think that he was a minute part in the huge event now shaking the world.
A sudden white light blazed through the snow, and then was gone, like a flash of lightning.
"German searchlight seeking us out," said Colton.
"I wonder what they want," said John.

"They can't be thinking of a rush on such a night as this." "Don't know, but must be on guard.

Better return to your station and warn everybody as you go along.

You can use your torch, but hold it low." As John walked back he saw by the light of his little electric torch men sound asleep on the narrow shelves they had dug in the side of the trench, their feet and often a shoulder covered with the drifting snow.
Strange homes were these fitted up with the warriors' arms and clothes, and now and then with some pathetic little gift from home.
He met other men on guard like himself walking up and down the trench and also carrying similar torches.

He found Carstairs and Wharton still awake, and occupied as they were when he had left them.
"What was it, Scott ?" asked Carstairs.