And you ?" "I was wondering why, now that the pigeons have got used to our presence, they should still be wheeling in and out of one particular tree.

Don't point to it, please! I mean the tree beyond the ditch, and to the right of two small bushes." All about them they could see the pigeons quietly perched upon the branches, spotting the foliage like a purple fruit.

Only above the one tree they circled and timorously called.
"We will draw that covert," said Durrance.

"Take a dozen men and surround it quietly." He himself remained on the glacis watching the tree and the thick undergrowth.

He saw six soldiers creep round the shrubbery from the left, six more from the right.