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Updated: April 30, 2025
"Some pitchin', Loo-tenant," he panted beamingly, stepping back into shelter. "Hark at 'em. And every darn one right over the plate. Say, step out here an' watch this next lot." "No time now," said Courtenay hurriedly. "They're strengthening their defense every minute. Are you all ready there, lads?" "I don't know who this man is, sir," said a sergeant quickly. "But he's doing great work.
The last quarter mile of the run to the headquarters introduced Sergeant Rawbon to the sensation of being under fire, and, as he afterwards informed Courtenay, he did not find the sensation in any way pleasant. "Loo-tenant," he said gravely, "I've had some of this under fire performance already, and I tell you I finds it no ways nice.
"Keep the lights blazing," Rawbon paused to shout to the man with the pistol flares. "You slide out for the home base, Loo-tenant, and I'll keep 'em too busy to shoot their nasty little guns." He commenced to hurl the bombs again. Courtenay stepped out and watched a moment.
So I signed on to serve King George an' his missus an' kids for ever an' ever, or duration of war, Amen, with a mental footnote, which last was the only part I mentioned in mailing my dad, that I was a Benevolent Neutral. An' here I am." "Good egg," laughed Courtenay. "Hope you're liking the job." "Waal, I'll amit I'm some disappointed, Loo-tenant," drawled the sergeant.
"Say, Loo-tenant," said Rawbon, panting hard. "There's no crossin' that mud puddle Fry-Pan. They're holding the barricade 'cross there; got loopholes an' shootin' through 'em. Can't we climb out an' over the open an' on top of 'em?" "No good," said Courtenay. "They're sweeping it with maxims. Listen!"
"I suppose there's some dandy sna-aps up in those trenches, Loo-tenant?" he said at last. "Oh, well, I dunno," said Courtenay. "Sort of thing you see in the picture papers, of course." "Them!" said the sergeant contemptuously. "I could make better sna-aps posin' some of the transport crowd in these emergency trenches dug twenty miles back from the front.
It's bad enough us taking risks we have to, but " "Yes, you spoke that piece, Loo-tenant," said Rawbon, "but I want to see all there is on show now I'm here. Only don't expect me to shriek with hilarious mirth every time a shell busts six inches off my nose." They had halted for a moment, and now another crackling string of light shells burst along the trench.
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