tzee-ee-ee-er-r-r-ong

Updated: May 14, 2025

Out of sight in front of us, there was an answering thud, and "Tzee-ee-ee-er-r-r-ong!" a German shell had gone over us and burst behind the Belgian fort. Under this gigantic antiphony the motor-car raced along, curiously small and irrelevant on that empty country road. We passed great holes freshly made, neatly blown out of the macadam, then a dead horse.

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