The Germans had evidently come to the same resolution.

Early in the morning some of them had come over (p.

120) to our wire and left two bottles of beer behind as a peace offering.
The men were allowed to go back to their trenches unmolested, but the two bottles of beer quite naturally and without any difficulty continued their journey to our lines.

When I got up to the front trench, I found our boys standing on the parapet and looking over at the enemy.

I climbed up, and there, to my astonishment, I saw the Germans moving about in their trenches apparently quite indifferent to the fact that we were gazing at them.