Only two candles lit up the darkness.

As there must have been between three and four hundred men in the Red Chateau, the air was not particularly fresh.

Our choice lay, however, between foul air within and enemy shells without, for the Germans were making direct hits upon the debris overhead.

Naturally we preferred the foul air.

It showed how one had grown accustomed to the gruesome sights of war, that I was able to eat my meals in a place where rags saturated in human blood were lying on the floor in front of me.