They emerged from some bushes in which they had been lying for shelter, and two or three bullets whistled between them.

Others knocked up the dust in the path and a shell shrieked a terrible warning over their heads.

They dived back into the bushes.
"Didn't you see that sign out there in the road ?" asked Harry.
"Sign! Sign! I saw no sign," said Dalton.
"I did.

It was a big sign, and it read, in big letters: 'No Thoroughfare.'" "You must be right.

I suppose I didn't notice it, because I came back in such a hurry." They had become so hardened to the dangers of war that, like thousands of others, they could jest in the face of death.
"We must make another try for it," said Dalton.