This was a serious moment--a great hush was felt, nobody dared to move; but he really didn't play badly.

And old Hale would tell stories which no one could understand, and de Maratray would play ping-pong with extraordinary agility.

It would all have been great fun if people had not been killing each other so near.

Why, during that time, the Boche did not bomb Amiens, I cannot understand, it was thick every week-end with the British Army.

One could hardly jamb oneself through the crowd in the Place Gambetta or up the Rue des Trois Cailloux.