The battle was at its height. The farmhouse headquarters of a French division quivered to the steady drumming of barrages just ahead.
The air was filled with the roar of aeroplane motors and the heavy thud of bomb:
As the staff pored over ma telephoned, sent dispatch ride out in the dawn. a sentry appea ed and announced that a lieutenant from the adjoining division had arrived.
The visitor was shown in imme ately. He was unshaven. ce with dust and breathless. A little too breathe:
We are cut off." he said, "We man NO medusa ielephcne Tass,"
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