So I brought him out here." I looked down at the big prostrate German who was watching us with interest largely rooted in fear.

"Funf kinder ?" (five children) "Ja, ja." I wasn't going to be beaten by a German, so I told him I had seven (p.

066) children and his face fell.

I found out afterwards that a great many Germans, when they were captured, said they had five children.

The Germans I think used to be put through a sort of catechism before they went into action, in case they should be taken prisoners.