What did it feel like to be there?
How was it old Bullfrog let you go at all ?" "He hadn't the ordering of _that_, thank goodness," said Martin fervently.

"And I was jolly glad he hadn't! We had some excitement getting those big guns along, I can tell you! The roads weren't just laid out for that game." "Well, go on," said another eager voice.

"Then one day we came upon the enemy, and there was a stand-up fight, you know.

How did it feel?
Well, there wasn't much thinking about it.

You just knew that you were ready to blaze at them, and they were popping at you from their entrenchments; and that you jolly well meant to give them the worst of it." "Well, about Bullfrog ?" "Oh, that was nothing," said Martin, reddening.