We’re for it, me learned colleagues!’ ‘Jesus!’ says Gander, ‘I believe you’re right, sir.’ And that was the last word _I_ ’eard on the matter.” “Did they cop you then?” said Anthony. “They did. I expect Mosse was right, an’ they took us for the Railway Shops. When I come to, I was lyin’ outside the cuttin’, which was pretty well filled up. The Reverend Collins was all right; but Lady Catherine and the General was past prayin’ for. I lay there, takin’ it in, till I felt cold an’ I looked at meself. Otherwise, I ’adn’t much on excep’ me boots. So I got up an’ walked about to keep warm. Then I saw somethin’ like a mushroom in the moonlight. It was the nice old gentleman’s bald ’ead. I patted it. ’Im and ’is laddies ’ad copped it right enough. Some battalion run out in a ’urry from England, I suppose. They ’adn’t even begun to dig in--pore little perishers! I dressed myself off ’em there, an’ topped off with a British warm. Then I went back to the cuttin’ an’ some one says to me: ‘Dig, you ox, dig! Gander’s under.’ So I ’elped shift things till I threw up blood an’ bile mixed. Then I dropped, an’ they brought Gander out--dead--an’ laid ’im next me. ’Ammick ’ad gone too--fair tore in ’alf, the B. S. M. said; but the funny thing was he talked quite a lot before ’e died, an’ nothin’ to ’im below ’is stummick, they told me. Mosse we never found. ’E’d been standing by Lady Catherine. She’d up-ended an’ gone back on ’em, with ’alf the cuttin’ atop of ’er, by the look of things.” “And what come to Macklin?” said Anthony. “Dunno.... ’E was with ’Ammick. I expect I must ha’ been blown clear of all by the first bomb; for I was the on’y Janeite left. We lost about half our crowd either under, or after we’d got ’em out. The B. S. M. went off ’is rocker when mornin’ came, an’ he ran about from one to another sayin’: ‘That was a good push! That was a great crowd! Did ye ever know any push to touch ’em?’ An’ then ’e’d cry. So what was left of us made off for ourselves, an’ I came across a lorry, pretty full, but they took me in.” “Ah!” said Anthony with pride. “They all take a taxi when it’s rainin’. ’Ever ’eard that song?”