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This elevation descended by three several flights of steps, placed in its centre and at the extremities, into what might be called the garden proper, and was fenced along the top by a stone parapet with a heavy balustrade, ornamented from space to space with huge grotesque figures of animals seated upon their haunches, among which the favourite bear was repeatedly introduced.
"To take one's stand on a ledge fixed at a height which brings one's head and shoulders well above the parapet, and stand there for an hour on end, knowing that a machine-gun may start a spell of rapid traversing fire at any moment well, it takes a bit of doing, you know, until you are used to it. How did you persuade 'em, Bobby?"
In the meantime, with the aid of a stick, I gradually pushed away several sandbags which interfered with my view on the parapet. To do this it was necessary to raise myself head and shoulders above the top and, with one arm pushed forward, I worked the bags clear. I felt much better when that job was done.
As I stepped down from my somewhat exposed position a soldier standing a few feet farther along the line raised his head above the parapet, as though to relieve his cramped muscles. Just then a star-shell burst above us, turning the trench into day.
What's the damage for a dozen fish?" "Americans awful ones," whispered Miss Erith. McKay rested his folded arms on the parapet and regarded the advance of the flashy man up the grassy slope below. "I don't rent fishing privileges," he said amiably. "That's all right. Name your price. No millionaire guy I ever heard of ever had enough money," returned the flashy man jocosely.
"Thank God!" said the man on the terrace. "Will you come up, sir? I thought it was the gamekeeper I was speaking to." "What is the matter?" asked Stafford as he vaulted over the parapet. "Mr. Crotin has shot himself, sir," said the butler in quavering tones. Twelve hours later Stafford King reported to his chief, giving the details of the overnight tragedy. "Poor fellow!" said Sir Stanley.
We shared a dugout with the Lewis gunners, at "stand to" we would mount our gun on the parapet and go on watch beside it until "stand down" in the morning, then the gun would be dismounted and again placed in readiness on the fire step. We did eight days in the front-line trench without anything unusual happening outside of the ordinary trench routine.
Know you not how near you stand to death this night? May God pardon and receive your soul!" The man shrank back as one affrighted. It was scarce two hours later that as he was crossing a narrow bridge-like parapet, leading from one part of the Castle to another, he fell into the swollen and rapid stream beneath, and was heard of no more.
"Oh, but I say! that is droll. Do you just wait a moment!" cried the boy angel. His bright face vanished, with a whisking of brown curls: and Jurgen carefully re-read the cantrap of the Master Philologist. "Yes, I have found, I think, the way to use such magic," observes Jurgen. Presently the young angel re-appeared at the parapet. "I say, messire!
Very far away to the southeast they could see the glare of rockets and exploding shells, but the sound of the bombardment did not reach them. North, a single searchlight played and switched across the clouds; west, all was dark. "They’ll arrive just before dawn," said the airman, placing his sack of bombs on the pavement under the parapet.
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