Awful spree it was! We gave one another six yards, and six shots each.

I got on to his face four times, and once on his ear, and he only hit me twice.

One of mine was right in his eye, and there was a shindy made, and I got sixty lines from Fairbairn." "What a frightful shame!" cried the company.

"Yes," said King; "and it's just as bad here.

The new monitors pull you up for everything.
You can't even chuck boots about in the passage but they are down on you.