The forest-path stopped and we came to open country.

Fields with waving corn stretched before us to be lost in the farther distance in the dark shadows of the forest.
[Footnote A: It must be remembered that this account is Trenchard's--taken from his diary.

In my own experience I have never known the bursting of shell to sound in the least like a stone in water.

But he insists on the accuracy of this.

Throughout this and the succeeding chapters there are many statements for which I have only his authority .-- P.D.] A little bunch of soldiers crouched here, watching, Nikitin spoke to them.
"Here, _golubchik_ ...