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“Am I all right, Carstairs?” he asked.

“You do very well. There’s mud on your boots, but I suppose you can’t help it. The melting snow in our trench makes soggy footing in spite of all we can do. But you’re trim, Scott. That new gray uniform with the blue threads running through it becomes you. All the Strangers are thankful for the change. It’s a great improvement over those long blue coats and baggy red trousers.”

“But we don’t have any chance to show ‘em,” said Wharton, who sat upon a small stool, reading a novel. “Did I ever think that war would come to this? Buried while yet alive! A few feet of cold and muddy trench in which to pass one’s life! This is an English story I’m reading. The lovely Lady Ermentrude and the gallant Sir Harold are walking in the garden among the roses, and he’s about to ask her the great question. There are roses, roses, and the deep green grass and greener oaks everywhere, with the soft English shadows coming and going over them. The birds are singing in the boughs. I suppose they’re nightingales, but do nightingales sing in the daytime? And when I shut my book I see only walls of raw, red earth, and a floor, likewise of earth, but stickier and more hideous. Even the narrow strip of sky above our heads is the color of lead, and has nothing soft about it.”

“If you’ll stand up straight,” said John, “maybe you’ll see the rural landscape for which you’re evidently longing.”

“And catch a German bullet between the eyes! Not for me. While I was taking a trip down to the end of our line this morning I raised my head by chance above the edge of the trench, and quick as a wink a sharpshooter cut off one of my precious brown locks. I could have my hair trimmed that way if I were patient and careful enough. Ah, here comes a messenger!”

They heard a roar that turned to a shriek, and caught a fleeting glimpse of a black shadow passing over their heads. Then a huge shell burst behind them, and the air was filled with hissing fragments of steel. But in their five feet of earth they were untouched, although horrible fumes as of lyddite or some other hideous compound assailed them.