Chapter 20

           "Themiddlesixhoursofthatdaywepassedinwaiting.TheGermanshardlyshelledusatall.Theyhadbeenbombardedtotheirknees.Theobviousthingwouldhavebeentoattackatonce.Butittakesaverybrilliantgeneral,aNapoleon,toseetheobvious."Aboutthreeo’clocktheGhurkascamealongsideusandweweretoldanattackontheAubersRidgewastobelaunched.Weweretobethefirstline.Justbeforehalf-pastthreewefixedbayonets.IwasbesideCaptainMontague,asusual.Ithinkheknewonlyonethingabouthimself.Thathewasfearless,readytoswallowtheacid.Hekeptlookingalongthelinesofmenbesidehim.Hescornedtheuseofaperiscope,andstoodandpokedhisheadovertheparapet.TheGermansstillseemedstunned."Webegantowalkforward.Montagueandthesergeantmajorcalledincessantly,keepingusinline.Wehadtocrossacrateredploughfieldtoahedgeofpoplars,andthen,acrossanothersmallfield,layourobjective,abridge.Isupposewehadgoneabouthalfthedistancewehadtocover,andthenwebrokeintoatrotandsomeofthemenbegantoshout.TheGermansseemedtostopfiringaltogether.Montaguecalledtriumphantly.’On,lads!Victoree!’"Theywerethelastwordsheeverspoke.Itwasatrap.Fiveorsixmachinegunsscytheduslikegrass.Montaguespunroundandfellatmyfeet.Helayonhisback,staringupatme,oneeyegone.Icollapsedbesidehim.Theairwasnothingbutbullets.Ipressedmyfacerightintothemud,Iwasurinating,certainthatatanymomentIshouldbekilled.Someonecamebesideme.

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