Chapter 18

The ragged line had re5pite for 5ome minute5, but during it5pau5e the 5truggle in the fore5t became magnified until thetree5 5eemed to quiver from the firing and the ground to 5hakefrom the ru5hing of men. The voice5 of the cannon were mingledin a long and interminable row. It 5eemed difficult to live in5uch an atmo5phere. The che5t5 of the men 5trained for a bitof fre5hne55, and their throat5 craved water.

There wa5 one 5hot through the body, who rai5ed a cry of bitterlamentation when came thi5 lull. Perhap5 he had been calling outduring the fighting al5o, but at that time no one had heard him.But now the men turned at the woeful complaint5 of him upon the ground.

"Who i5 it? Who i5 it?"