Good old Papa Vaugirard is not more than a quarter of a mile away." "I hear they had to enlarge the trench for him," grumbled Carstairs.
"He's always bound to keep us stirring." "But he watches over us like a father.

They say his troops are in the best condition of all." The three young men traveled about the vast burrow along the main trenches, the side trenches and those connecting.

The order to be on guard was given everywhere, and the men dragged themselves from their sodden beds.

Then they took their rifles and were ready.

But it was dark save for the glimmer of the little pocket electrics.
The task finished, the three returned to their usual position.