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Updated: June 4, 2025
The attack was to be made at the right of Engadir, its centre breaking from the redoubt manned by Fracasse's men. "Marta, you genius!" Lanstron cried. "You are the real general! You " "Not that, please!" she broke in. "I'm as foul and depraved as a dealer in subtle poisons in the Middle Ages!
B 21 was the position of Fracasse's company and the pretty smack the one that broke one man's arm and crushed another's head. The "God with us!" song was singularly suited to the great, bull voice of its composer, born to the red and become Captain Stransky in the red business of war. It was he who led the thunder of its verses not far from where Peterkin led the song of the Grays.
Before the mine exploded, by the light of the shell bursts breaking their vast prisms from central spheres of flame for miles, with the quick sequence of a moving-picture flicker, Fracasse's men could see one another's faces, spectral and stiff and pasty white, with teeth gleaming where jaws had dropped, some eyes half closed by the blinding flashes and some opened wide as if the lids were paralyzed.
We have heard nothing of Jacob Pilzer, the butcher's son, and Peterkin, the valet's son, and others of Fracasse's company of the 128th of the Grays since Hugo Mallin threw down his rifle when they were firing on scattered Brown soldiers in retreat.
The ground seems rising under the feet of Fracasse's company; the air is split and racked and wrenched and torn with hideous screams of invisible demons. The men stop; they act on the uncontrollable instinct of self-preservation against an overwhelming force of nature. A few without the power of locomotion drop, faces pressed to the ground.
Peterkin seemed to share leadership at the captain's side, but he slipped and fell he had weak ankles, anyway as Fracasse's men pressed the rear of the wedge forward with the strength of mass, only to be borne back by men, riddled with bullets, tumbling fairly into their faces.
They stopped firing and began moving to a new position, where their commander hoped to remain undiscovered long enough to support the 128th by loosing his lightnings against the defenders at the critical moment of the next charge, which would be made as soon as Fracasse's men had been reinforced.
Marta came up the terrace path from the chrysanthemum bed in time to watch the shroud of shrapnel smoke billowing over the knoll, to visualise another scene in place of the collision of the squadrons, and to note the captain's exultation over Fracasse's repulse. "How we must have punished them!" he exclaimed to his lieutenant. "How we must have mowed them down!
There was no room to their rear, for the reserves behind the third terrace had rushed up to the second terrace; those behind the fourth to the third; and still others across the road to the fourth, in successive waves. With a welter of slaughter around them, Fracasse's men were in something of the position that little Peterkin had enjoyed in the shell crater.
"That's what you get if you forget instructions," said Fracasse with no sense of brutality, only professional exasperation, "Keep down, you wounded men!" he shouted at the top of his voice. The colonel of the 128th had not looked for immediate resistance. He had told Fracasse's men to occupy the knoll expeditiously.
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