Publisher's Synopsis
Book Excerpt: ...e are in a funny state of waiting for something to happen. Rumours flying about all the time. We live on them--a bite off one, a slice off another, a merry-thought off another. And so we learn the news of the world. Papers when we get a chance of going into some town, and then only two days old, or else French, which are very scrappy. Often we get no news at all for three or four days, except what some passing ambulance will vouchsafe. And usually they don't really know much. So when there's an extra heavy strafing or an extra quiet lull we learn that the entire German staff has been captured, or Rheims evacuated, or Holland sunk, or something else equally strange. The M.G.'s were hammering away furiously last night, and the whole line was lovely with star shells hanging like arc lights in the air, and then dropping slowly to earth. They light up everything like immense moons._June 28._Starting from the farm where the horses are hidden at nine o'clock last night (twenty-one, as we call it out here), ..
