It made him run round and round barking and howling furiously.
It was while we were out in rest at Bethune that I was told I could go on a week's leave to London.

I was glad of this, not only for the change of scene, but for the sake of getting new clothes.

I awoke (p.

092) in the early morning and listened to the French guns pounding away wearily near Souchez.

At noon I started with a staff officer in a motor for Boulogne.