As far as I could make out, neither side did the other the least harm.

It was simply an unlucrative exchange of so much broken iron between two sensible and prudent nations.

The moment "Tom" or "Billy" flashed, "Anne" or "Mary" flashed too.

Our shells do the distance about two and a-half seconds quicker than theirs, so that we can see the result of our shot just before one has to duck behind the stones for the crash and whiz of the enormous shells which started first.

To-day most of "Tom's" shells passed over the batteries, and plunged down the hill into the town beyond.