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A glass door, with scratches here and there, through which the head of the firm could gaze unseen, separated "the office" from Denham's room, and a wooden door separated that from Crumps' room, beyond which there was a small closet or cell which had been Company's room before that gentleman died. It was now used as a repository for ancient books and papers.
The German gunners were doing their evening hate. Crumps were bursting heavily again amid our gun positions. Heninel was not a choice spot. There were other places of extreme unhealthfulness where our men had fought their way up to the Hindenburg line, or, as the Germans called it, the Siegfried line.
Denham, Crumps, and Company were economical in their tendencies, and deemed barometers superfluous. Of course, being acute men of business, they took every "needful" precaution, and being men of experience, they were not blind to the fact that many vessels were annually lost; they therefore insured schooner and cargo to their full value. Having done so, Messrs.
Peg at once conceived the idea that her visitor was aware of the fact that that the child was stolen possibly he might be acquainted with the Crumps, or might be their emissary. She therefore answered, shortly, "People that are seen walking together don't always live together." "But I saw the child entering this house with you." "What if you did?" demanded Peg, defiantly.
Crumps expressed great satisfaction, and agreed with all that Denham said. He also asked what the name of the new ship was to be. "The `Trident," said Mr Denham. "What! the name of the ship we lost in Saint Margaret's Bay?" exclaimed Crumps, in surprise. "I thought you knew the name of the ship we lost in Saint Margaret's Bay," said Denham sarcastically.
Two Tanks coming up provided me with several interesting scenes as Fritz was pestering them with his attentions but without injury. I obtained a scene of two heavy "crumps" bursting just behind one of them, but the old Tank still snorted on its way, the infantry advancing close behind in extended formation.
Two more "crumps" came whirling over the house, and with shattering explosions lifted more débris into the air beyond the farther side of the courtyard. Followed a burst of shrapnel and one more "crump," and the enemy's retaliation on the 9.2 and its crew had ceased. The latter, however, had descended into their dug-out, while the gun remained unscathed. Not so some of our own men.
Then heavy "crumps" burst in the fields where the sheep were browsing, across the way we had to go to the brigade headquarters. "How about it?" asked the captain with me. "I don't like crossing that field, in spite of the buttercups and daisies and the little frisky lambs." "I hate the idea of it," I said. Then we looked down the road at the little body of brown men.
Denham, Crumps, and Company felt at ease. If the "Nancy" should happen to go down no matter; it would perhaps be a more rapid and satisfactory way of terminating a doubtful venture! It was just possible that in the event of the "Nancy" going down lives might be lost, and other lives rendered desolate. What then? The "Firm" had nothing to do with that!
He had just arrived at Redwharf Lane, and looked quite fresh and ruddy from the exercise of walking, for Denham was a great walker, and frequently did the distance between his house and his office on foot. Mr Crumps sat shivering in his own room, looking the reverse of ruddy, for Crumps was old and his blood was thin, and there was no fire in his room.
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