aubeau

Updated: May 12, 2025

And these little words fluttered down like leaves and petals onto the body of the great dead soldier. "Where's his cap, that he thought so much of?" groaned his orderly, Aubeau, looking in all directions. "Up there, to be sure: I'll fetch it," said Termite. The comical man went for the relic. He mounted the parapet in his turn, coolly, but bending low.

Henri Barbusse - Light