Italy at war and the allies in the west . M Z. 5 & THE BELGIANS ON THE YSER 227 flame was trying to warm his hands, whichwere blue with cold. To my surprise my com-panion stopped and spoke to the man quitesharply. We cant let one man have a fire all to him-self, he explained as he rejoined me. Woodis too scarce for that. The fire that fellow hadwould have warmed three or four men and Ihad to reprimand him for building it. A mo-ment later he added: The poor devil lookedpretty cold, though, didnt he? I had been informed by telephone from theBelgian Etat-Major that a staff-officer wouldmeet me at
Italy at war and the allies in the west . M Z. 5 & THE BELGIANS ON THE YSER 227 flame was trying to warm his hands, whichwere blue with cold. To my surprise my com-panion stopped and spoke to the man quitesharply. We cant let one man have a fire all to him-self, he explained as he rejoined me. Woodis too scarce for that. The fire that fellow hadwould have warmed three or four men and Ihad to reprimand him for building it. A mo-ment later he added: The poor devil lookedpretty cold, though, didnt he? I had been informed by telephone from theBelgian Etat-Major that a staff-officer wouldmeet me at a certain little frontier town whosename I have forgotten how to spell. Aftermany inquiries and wrong turnings, for in thiscorner of Belgium the Flemish peasantry under-stand but little French and no English, mydriver succeeded in finding the town, but theofficer who was to meet me had not was too cold to sit in the car with comfort,so a lieutenant of gendarmerie, the chief of thelocal Surete, invited me to make myself com-for
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