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062) WINTER (1917-1918) Christmas came with much snow and ice.

Maude and I went to dinner at Captain MacColl's mess in the Boulevard Belfort.

Maude remarked once, "MacColl is the only intelligent Intelligence Officer I know." We had a great dinner, and at 10 p.m.Maude and I went, in a blinding snowstorm, to the police concert.

I'll never forget the fug in that place: it reeked of sweat, drink, goose and fags.