Either we shall go forward or we shall die! We do not expect to fall back, ever.

The men know this; and if our generals would but let them they would run to Paris instead of walking there." I think it was not altogether through vainglory he spoke.

He was not a bombastic sort.

I think he voiced the intent of the army to which he belonged.
At the Palais de Justice the adjutant was not to be seen; so our guide volunteered to write a note of introduction for us.

Standing in a doorway of the building, where a light burned, he opened a small flat leather pack that swung from his belt, along with the excellent map of Belgium inclosed in a leather frame which every German officer carried.
We marveled that the pack contained pencils, pens, inkpot, seals, officially stamped envelopes and note paper, and blank forms of various devices.