Their candles made the place an exceedingly dangerous abode.

There was only one small hole down which they could escape in case of fire.

It is a wonder we did not have more fires in our billets than we did.
The trenches assigned to our Brigade were to the right of Fleurbaix.
They were poorly constructed, but as the time went on were greatly improved by the labours of our men.

The Brigadier assigned to me for my personal use a tiny mud-plastered cottage with thatched roof and a little garden in front.

It was in the Rue du Bois, a road which ran parallel with the trenches about 800 yards behind them.