Then I'll send Wilson t' take keer 'a yeh." The corporal went away.

The youth remained on the ground like a parcel.

He stared with a vacant look into the fire.
After a time he aroused, for some part, and the things about him began to take form.

He saw that the ground in the deep shadows was cluttered with men, sprawling in every conceivable posture.

Glancing narrowly into the more distant darkness, he caught occasional glimpses of visages that loomed pallid and ghostly, lit with a phosphorescent glow.
These faces expressed in their lines the deep stupor of the tired soldiers.